Oh. Oh wow. Thanks for putting this on my radar.

Debatable. Likely due to regional language differences. Where I’m from, a hot dog is distinct from a standard sausage in that it’s typically made with a soft, almost imperceptible casing and usually of lower quality ingredients. In contrast, a sausage’s casing has a snap to it and you can actually tell you’re eating…

“For the crime of failing in her contribution to the Holy American Conquest and for suspicion of Impure Blood, this woman has been branded Unperson. Let her never again be seen as unsullied.”

Hahaha, why!?

This comment section made me think I was having a fucking fever dream.

You are patient to an admirable degree.

I preferred Bernie from the beginning because I’m a hippie-dippie pinko, but I’d be a right dumbass if I refused to vote for Hillary now. Just because I’m not getting the whole hog doesn’t mean I don’t want any bacon. And it most assuredly doesn’t mean I want to eat a plate of horse pies with my eggs and toast.

I spent multiple weeks as an adolescent trying to learn the most basic of chords, and at the end I could barely manage more than a single strum. Some people have stupid, stupid fingers.

Do you have a blog, and can I subscribe to it?

When I first started this up, I was greeted by what felt like an endless expanse of green nothingness, with only a single tiny marker in the distance. Good to know that Pokémon thinks I live in a void.

Wi-Fi only tablet, podunk residence and no smartphone = No Pokémon for me. Weeeee.

We didn’t have a TV until just before 9/11, so that’s the one.

I bought a 1070 but still can’t guarantee more than 60FPS at 1080p. Turns out my CPU (i5 3570k) is more of a bottleneck for my favorite games than I thought.

Maybe I’ve just been catastrophically unlucky, then.

Powdered cheeses such as those found in the snacks mentioned above don’t register as cheese to me in any way except for the fact that they’re salty and slightly savory, so they don’t offend my sensibilities.

In my experience, competitive mode’s true feature is the bevy of angry people who will rip you a new one whether they win or lose because you don’t want to spend 80 hours a week playing Overwatch.

I’d probably try them. Do they use real cheese, or that disgusting yellow crap that tastes like an anosmic described cheese to a half-deaf chemist over a call with terrible reception and the aforementioned chemist whipped up the resulting idea during a drunken bender?

You most certainly can.

Since the NRA seem so intent on sewing fear, destruction and chaos, I have to assume that they’re a right-wing terrorist sleeper cell that has somehow achieved semi-legitimacy before activating.

I— and everyone I’ve asked— only had to spend two hours taking a written test and navigating a driving course to get my license.