“Look, all I was doing was yelling ‘JUMP YOU FUCKER’ at the guy on the bridge. I can’t be held responsible for him actually jumping.”

If you know the square of a number, you can easily find the square of the next number. Say you know that 10*10=100. So 11*11 = 100+10+11 = 121. So 12*12 = 121+11+12 = 144. So 13*13 = 144+12+13 = 169. And so on.

As well you should, especially if there are multiple Doctors Doom for you guys to punch.

I frantically clicked on this assuming the same, as several times a year I hold a Sausage Party with friends (“come handle my meat!”) where I introduce sausagemaking to them and send them home with a variety and hopefully a lifelong love of shoving ground meat into sheep and hog intestines.

Hail Marys (Hails Mary?)

durr, other folks beat me to that all day but they were buried in a different part of the thread. Should have known that the HOF self-owns would have been linked already.

One side celebrates hashtags, clapbacks, and sick burns. The other dutifully works to gerrymander districts, suppress votes, and entrench their minority political party into a position of power. One of these is more effective than the other.

https://splinternews.com/barack-obama-still-doesnt-get-it-1829934747 has a fighting chance, too.

When I was 25 and quit my first salaried job, I was shocked (SHOCKED) that my employer gave my resignation a shrug and almost all of my coworkers did too. Didn’t they know how momentous this was? How I was up at nights weighing the pros and cons and deciding if this was the right thing, and then leaping out of the…

Not just BG2, but also BG1 was multiplayer from launch - I played it with two other friends at the time, each of us with 2 characters we rolled up and added to the party of 6, without fiddling with any NPCs to add to our party. Co-op play worked perfectly fine back then oh god it was twenty years ago.

That’s weird as fuck. That comment had no issues posting - I didn’t click publish, then refresh, then publish, then cancel, then publish, or any nonsense like that.

My elementary school in the 80s took the doors off the boys’ bathrooms. Not because of the smoking or the gays, since this was a K-6 school, but because the boys would do some combination of the following three:

My elementary school in the 80s took the doors off the boys’ bathrooms. Not because of the smoking or the gays, since this was a K-6 school, but because the boys would do some combination of the following three:

My elementary school in the 80s took the doors off the boys’ bathrooms. Not because of the smoking or the gays, since this was a K-6 school, but because the boys would do some combination of the following three:

And those mediocre food trucks ended up killing off Peter’s Grill downtown some years ago, because all the corporate drones were enthralled with getting FOOD. from a TRUCK. and some established restaurants couldn’t wait out the trend.

“We’ll eat your deductible” aka “we’ll manipulate the inspection to get a larger payout and then waive what your owed amount is”

A bully knows that he’ll be found out, that it can’t go on like this precisely because the command and mastery that could make his dominance last are nowhere to be found under all the blustering show; a bully knows that there is nothing holding any of this up. This is why he fights. You would have to be desperate (or…

Yeah; if anything, the Dome gives them the right to justifiably complain about bullshit domed fields in perpetuity.

Plus, when they do run you down and kill you anyway, you can die happy knowing that there’s a greater chance that your shocked face is imprinted on their memory and you’ll haunt them forever.

You and me both. I’ve struggled with those commitment games - Divinity Original Sin 1 and 2, Pillars of Eternity 2, Witcher 3, all the genres that I used to sink a hundred hours into without batting an eye. Now I’ll open Overwatch, Diablo 3, World of Warships, something like that and jump in for 20-30 minutes and jump…