vanillalips
VanillaLips
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I don't know why, but I'm with you. Every time I see pictures or read about their performance, the only thing that every comes to mind is, "Cool story, bro."

It is a trophy for oil magnets and bored monarchs, little else. VW benefits from water-down tech advancements and primarily marketing fluff on account of having Bugatti in their cache.

I find it interesting and can appreciate what they are doing but I do not fancy the design, ethos, or end result. I’d find it

Am I the only one that, while impressed by what Bugatti has been doing with their cars, is ultimately unimpressed with them overall? Stupid expensive and kinda pointless really when cars with less power and costing way less are catching up with them on performance. I was turned off by Bugatti when I read somewhere

...tastes like cardboard soaked in brackish tidewater topped with the dairy equivalent of a lanced boil....

Those looking for some schadenfreude related to Papa John’s founder John Schnatter will just have to content themselves with the knowledge that his company’s pizza tastes like cardboard soaked in brackish tidewater topped with the dairy equivalent of a lanced boil.

They’re just excited about Fallout 4. It’s an honest mistake.

All day long I sit in an office chair looking at a computer. The last thing I want to do when I get home is look at another. The PS4 allows me to sit on the couch with Mrs Houser and decompress. I cannot ever remember saying to her “Geez I wish my frame rate was better”

If there is much it’s a subtle difference, but don’t worry, someone who gives a shit about frame rates has something to say.

Patricia won’t have a copy of the game until tonight at midnight, after which she’ll work her ass off to try to get a review up in the next week or so. Given that she’s a Fallout superfan and smart critic, I imagine y’all will enjoy reading her thoughts even after we’ve all been playing the game.

Everything is bigger in Texas. Things like the amount of completely disgusting bullshit you’ll let someone get away with if they’re good at football. Because Texas.

Your companions—whether Dogmeat or others that you meet in the world, whom you can ask to travel with you—seem to frequently get in your way, especially during interior sequences.

You know you fucked up when Philadelphia has the moral high ground