Ain’t that the truth. And then there’s “ooh, shiny!” syndrome, where you see something new for your hobby, buy a ton of it with Good Intentions, and then something else comes along and “ooh, shiny!” The first thing gets sidelined forever, and now you’ve got a mound of stuff to store - sure, you can get rid of it,…

Yup. Horrible cold outside, this warms you right up.

Jives with what I have heard.

Excellent advice on the Christmas pageant, and timely as well. I’m about to go through it for the first time with both my kids.

Since my baby left me,

I think this is why they’re called “chocolate” instead of “brown” - “brown” isn’t a pleasant color to think about. The first thing that comes to mind is generally feces.

So wait - you paid for one camera, they sent you two, you got a refund on the one and kept the spare? So you ended up with a free camera and SD cards?

What a crappy Outlook on life.

Or even a correct confirmation about the actual weapons used, for that matter.

I remember watching Digimon years and years ago, thinking “man, they really phoned in that theme song, didn’t they?”

All right. This town must be hot. They don’t need a large ad or even correct spelling!

Well it is...

No, Soulxlight33 is right. It’s all based on speculation.

Based on how well our society takes pretty much anything now, the headlines would be “Rape Simulator Introduced On Steam” within ten minutes.

Cute concept (particularly dressing the dick up as a police officer - if you can’t pick from a full selection of Village People outfits I’ll be sad), but not something I’d spend money on.

Furry does nothing for me, but the craftsmanship here is insanely good. Fantastic work.

I keep telling my wife “if you want to talk about it on Facebook, start when we’re on the way back, about twenty minutes from home.”

Yup, because if your neighbor isn’t in lock step with your political beliefs, he’s isn’t worth the shit on your shoes, right? No love and tolerance for him!

I think that’s right. It’s the point where “demon” and “devil” became tanar’ri and baatezu. Sigh.

That’s the point. It’s like giving a hamster a wheel, or letting a 3 year old run around until worn out and ready for a nap.