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Apparently buying a Vita to play Persona 4 Golden when I finished 5 wasn’t a terrible idea. I will play Undertale on every platform I can.

Rompers are comfortable as hell, I endorse the everliving shit outta anyone wearing them that wants to.

Came to rage about Hifumi not being top 5, was pleasantly surprised.

A thorn in Chris Christie’s fat fucking flank you say? Bill’s got my vote just for that.

Hifumi is best girl, barbarians.

*Sally Shears as of Mona Lisa Overdrive.

For half a second I thought this had something to do with the Tessier-Ashpool AIs from Neuromancer. 

PA Renn Faire has a couple booths like this, I always drop some dosh to chuck bottles & plates at a wall.

Ok, but when the shit is Scott Lynch’s Thorn of Emberlain coming out? I’m champing at the bit for it.

Today I’m polishing off Persona 5. Tomorrow I’m getting back to Yakuza 0 as I have neglected it since P5 dropped.

Maybe the game itself is the chrono-temporal displacement apparatus for ectoplasm based organisms. Like it sucks ghosts straight outta their death rattle moment and holds their quintessence until some unaware nerd finds the disc.

Or time is a flat circle...etc, etc.

-SMASHES THROUGH DOOR, FOAM SLOSHING FROM MY WORD HOLE-

“PERSONNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAA.”

The game purports to be made in 97/published in 97, but Newmaker died in 2000. Either ghost time travel (please be ghost time travel) or faaaaake.

In it for the roux question. Definitely a kitchen skill I haven’t developed yet.

I guess I’m the only one who dated Hifumi.

I desperately want a Persona Cart Racer.

Yesssss, pickles & peanut butter is such an excellent flavor combo. It’s also awesome for a decent burger.

If you’re adding meat may I suggest dropping some light fruit like grapes in there too? That way you have the full spectrum of snack flavors.

I swear by the cheese & pickle plate with toothpicks as my go to gaming snack. It goes great with beer and doesn’t contribute to what I like to call “Crunch feedback” or the deafening sound of a teammate cramming Doritos down their throat with an open mic.