jefeloco
jefeloco
jefeloco

Not giving a fuck, visualized

what you mean that a game that wants to be an MMO has MMO mechanics, non sense

See, I can still access the store, trophies, and even download games. But for some reason, DA refuses to recognize that I am connected to PSN, and even testing my connection somehow indicates that the sign in fails.

How is it a problem for people with weekend jobs? You mean to tell me if someone has a weekend job they can't take 5 minutes out of their Friday or Saturday to run to the Tower and buy what they want from Xur? Or at least see if he has anything of worth? Getting to Xur isn't time consuming or inconvenient, getting the

I hate QTE's.

Why hate on the rolling droid? He's hardly one of the less practical droid designs and fits in really well against the OT..

You left out reason #5. The M5 doesn't come in this configuration. Possibly the best looking wagon in existence.

I feel like complaints about Destiny's "story" are always a little unfair. Given the fact this is more of an MMO/platform than a single title, there was never going to be a Halo-like narrative with a beginning and end.

That looks great, but no heat or AC is a deal breaker.

What, a girlfriend?

I'm sorry, I must have missed something here. Am I reading this right? a fwd car with staggered wheel sizes—and the bigger ones are on the back? Must make for an amusing ride to say the least

Sortland had a blanket, a cell phone and a box of Wheat Thins with him.

said no one.

I understand what they were trying to do, but both Greenlight and "Early Access" have essentially turned Steam into the same kind of crap-filled wastelands that are the iOS and Google Play stores.

Aside from the big AAA stuff, it's almost impossible to sort through the mass of shit clogging everything up. It'd be a lot

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A dealer had worked out a deal on a new truck, my old car and $3600. This was in 1977. I left for about an hour and when I came back, the price had gone to $4800 and my old car ($1200 of it). I walked, and when the sales idiot called the next day, he seemed shocked that I wasn't interested in buying anything from him.