I get fucking “why are you here then??” on internet poker. Because I couldn’t possibly be here to just play poker???? I must be looking to sex?
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I used to play an online pool game where you could put a photograph of yourself on your profile. After getting sick of 75% of my opponents trying to get me to talk dirty to them, I changed it to my wedding photo.
His dad is clearly not very nice, but Rajan really did seem like a good guy.
The dialogue was so utterly predictable that on multiple occasions one of us watching would say something out loud only to have a character on screen immediately say the same thing verbatim. The action, on the other hand, occasionally had us yelling “what what what the fuck??” at the screen.
I’d say empathy is a central theme of the show, so you’d probably hate it. I loved it.
I just nominated this one in the “children’s books you still read” thread.
The Westing Game!
My sister and I were talking about this book and we called it “a child’s first metahumor”.
...wait where does the Harley guy keep the sign on a stick?
The real irony of Ferrari guy is that the high-status cars in my neck of the woods are Teslas.
Frederick’s of Hollywood would give you a little card you could fill out with all your sizes and preferences, to give to your significant other to aid in lingerie purchasing.
My dad liked anything that was weird and difficult-sounding. His favorite ice cream flavor was pistachio. His favorite music was klezmer music. He owned a theremin. We once spent four hours making tree-related puns because we got stuck behind a landscaper’s truck on our way home from lunch. He convinced his…
Ditto.
Can I borrow him? I’m missing my goofy dad.
My husband says this about every Pixar movie. “Oh, it looks like the dumbest movie ever from the trailers.” But he’ll go to every single one, because he knows he’s going to love it.
“Play D&D with Vin Diesel” is the #1 item on my bucket list.
Right? I did not know it was a neg until like ... a decade later. I am slowwwwww.
I am pretty literal, and will answer most questions seriously. I even have a hard time with polite noises like “how are you?” because I will actually tell them. So when I answer it, and they’re like “naaahhh those have to be contacts” I’m like “Fucker, why ask me a question if you don’t believe my answer. Go have this…
I didn’t know it was a neg at the time, but several times I got the one where the guy asks if you’re wearing colored contacts. And then insists you are no matter what you say. I have very distinctive eyes, so it didn’t strike me as an odd thing to ask at first. When they keep doing it, though, it’s like wtf do you…