It’s weird how people like you are seemingly proud of their kneejerk resistance to change that doesn’t affect them in any way.
It’s weird how people like you are seemingly proud of their kneejerk resistance to change that doesn’t affect them in any way.
It’s ironic because your initial comment is the most “hipster douchebag music snob” thing in this thread and yet you are completely oblivious to that. Just shut the fuck up, guy.
Quit embarrassing yourself.
He was objectively a piece of shit. Perhaps you should spend more time thinking about who means what to you and why, and less time “taking out” your asinine frustrations on strangers because you cared about said piece of shit.
Fuck yourself.
Did we just identify one of Dennis Rice’s burner accounts?
Which was a boring, derivative Ubisoft-esque open world with an equally boring and predictable plot. Speaks to how lackluster this gen has been that H:ZD is something people cling to as some touchstone of quality.
Yeah it really, really isn’t.
To be fair, the Tesla choker bullshit was fake news. Thing was just an ugly choker.
Sounds like natural selection to me.
Taking your hands off the wheel and your eyes off the road is actually not the main selling point. Not sure whose ass your pulling that from.
She’s awful. Literally my least favorite character on the show, but I’ve seen more than one article referring to her as a “fan-favorite,” which has me very confused.
Why do people like her? Honestly, she’s my and the girlfriend’s least favorite character. She’s basically exposition personified, and with terrible dialogue to boot. Flat delivery, “fuck” every other word, etc. I honestly cannot see the appeal. I was so happy when I thought she died in season one, and am really…
Stay triggered, chief.
I like how you believe everything you read online about celebrities. Hot take.
Is it just me or does this look like a shot from IASIP?
I don’t think you could’ve made this comment more incorrect if you tried.
I see Tracer from Overwatch in a crowd shot, and I’m sorry but at that point I snap.
Is this another Ernest Cline poem?