And considering what position he was in, the idea that counseling could fix it before it became a danger is ridiculous.

Two people with the same name. I can see why it might be confusing.

with useless, CPU-cycle-wasting Twitter bots

Why does he keep applauding himself? He’s so fucking weird.

I think the world deserves a Zachary Quinto cover of The Ballad of Bilbo Baggins.

Oh how funny, I said almost the exact same thing about a Fantastic Four movie.

On the contrary, I would love to see a very campy Fantastic Four movie set in the 60s when the comic originated. It could be the new Flash Gordon.

Finally, an answer I can accept.

No, nerve-based. I got switched to neurological drugs and am doing much better than when I was on opiates. I literally tried to kill myself because I was so whacked out and it fueled my depression because of how much I hated it. I hope I never have any in me again.

Blicky?

I always pronounced it Sesevenen

It’s almost like I specifically started my post with “I can’t speak for all chronic pain sufferers” or something, isn’t it?

I can’t speak for all chronic pain sufferers, but my doctors were all too happy to hand out opiates to me. Thankfully I never got addicted, probably because I hated the effects a lot and they didn’t really help with my nerve pain anyway... but this idea that doctors aren’t still freely handing out opiates to people…

You either don’t understand what disabled means or you’re an asshole. I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt and go with asshole.

Don’t forget Swamp. The story of the swamp before there was a Thing in it.

I’m disabled, dick.

Must be nice to have that kind of money to throw around.

I still say $500 is a lot to spend to kill mosquitos.

I don’t know about science, but if you know a better way to keep the brothel in stock, I’d like to hear it!

And a flamethrower is going to keep them away?