I would sooner marathon Hee-Haw than watch tonight’s shitshow.

It’s a perfect window into how Trump thinks. He wanted to show his support for the military and the troops by giving the Pentagon and the generals he met a compliment. And in his mind, there’s no higher compliment than telling someone how good they look. So we get this creepy fucking comment on how strong and handsome…

The Ambien made her do it

The figure doesn’t come out until August, I believe Fahey is just reporting on the preview from Good Smile Company

Wait, hold on.

I’d be inclined to cut him some slack on that, since at least 70% of the rest of the US doesn’t seem to know the difference between there, their, and they’re. BUT! Clowny McAnusface brags about his elite education and having the best words. So fuck him and the perpetual embarrassment he brings to this country.

It’s pretty easy to dislike something when you can’t really wrap your mind around it. I once played Liar’s Dice in real life, very nearly won, and I still have no god damn idea how to play. I know the basic rules, but winning strategies are just too far out there for me.

The last few Rockstar Games, they’ve invariably included a mini-game that I absolutely hate. GTA 4 was pool, Red Dead Redeption 1 was Liar’s Dice, GTA V was tennis, and RDR2 is the dominoes. I’ve played a few games and I have no fucking idea how to actually win.

Just wait for the battle balloons, custom armored train cars, and steampunk tanks to be added to the game. They’ll only be purchasable with gold. Technically you’ll never need to buy gold from the store, but it’s going to take a lot of grinding missions for a 0.08 gold bar reward to buy that balloon with mounted Maxim …

Now do Smash as played by people who have no idea what they’re doing

I dislike Christmas and would sooner isolate myself from humanity until it passes. But I have to work and it’s the only time of year I have the opportunity to visit certain friends. So I do my best to confine my bad attitude to myself, so as not to ruin things for the people who like the holiday season.

True, but in its current state, griefing in RDO is easy enough that even the laziest douchebag can do it. If there were PvE servers, it’d take more work to grief than just walking up to someone and shooting them in the head. There’d be a reduction in the number of people trying to fuck with other players. You’ll never…

Yep, you still have to watch people like a hawk. That's another reason I think the best option would be letting players choose pvp or pve servers

When GTAO luanched, the few public events the game had would spawn in the invite only sessions, but they’ve long since changed that. By and large I don’t mind, because most of what was added puts you in direct competition with other players. It wouldn’t make much sense for that to be in a solo session.

Exactly. There is fun to be had in running co-op missions that you don’t get in the single player. Also, for me there’s the fact that I’m not limited to playing someone else’s character. As compelling as Arthur’s story is, it’s nothing like being able to make your own character, give them their own motivation for…

That’s fine for the people who want that, but not everybody does. When I’m playing, I just want to relax and grind money and XP. I don’t want to worry about xXp00n_hound69Xx deciding to ruin my night by fucking up my delivery run and then spending 10 minutes following me around trying to kill me. And I know I’m not…

That’s passive mode, which Red Dead Online doesn’t have, at least not yet. GTAO also has the option to go into an invite only session of the game, but RDO doesn’t have that either.

Well there was that one time in 1856 when one Senator beat another with a cane.

To me the ideal would be adding the option to choose a PvP or a PvE server. That way, the people who want to go around being psycho-murderer griefers can have the option to do so with like-minded players. And the people who just want to do their own thing without harassing or being harassed by other players can also…

You know, that famous European Military that was out eating Stromboli when Archduke Franz Ferdinand was shot and then a few decades later was chowing down on some kebabs when Hitler invaded Poland.