I realize you and your upvotes might be in the small majority but if that’s genuinely the way ya’ll feel you’re either way too damn sensitive or your reading comprehension of English just sucks. I can easily look at that and tell “fun” has nothing to do with the murdery bit here. What a fucking nothingburger to bitch about.
As much as I enjoyed Wrath of the Righteous, I give zero fucks when being foced to play a damn human. Sure, my companions could be something else, but I must still be a human, and I’m just not about that. “Lookit all this fantastical fantasy stuff! But here, play with the basic human.” Fuck off. No. No thanks. Wish GW would push their other shit more.
I’m sure McDs and Coke could push out terrible AI ads for the next decade and it wouldn’t dampen their sales long term. An initial slump until everyone got over it, maybe. They’re global brands that have gotten too damn big to fail.
Sorry, but I can’t see the justification for it. I’m on board with everyone else who’s suggesting statistics, though.
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Nobody is flexing anything with a common fast-food brand hot sauce.
I promise you the lack of modern oven wouldn’t be the worst part. Making do with a wood-fire oven would be fine. It’s the proofing process that would be a pain in the ass. When raising bread, time, temperature, and humidity are all pretty much ingredients, and things can get finnicky. A proofer helps immensely with keeping bulk batches of bread a consistent quality day after day. The cooking bit is the easy part. But imagine just having a change of weather fuck with things and then you have to adjust the environment as best you can so the bread’ll rise right, and keep it stable for hours.
I baked as a living for 5 years, and I’m in the midwest USA, so I dealt with all 4 seasons varying. And on top of that a lot of the shop was glass windows, so you can bet the weather messed with things. Even with the proofer. So without, man, it’s annoying just to think about. Would probably have to seal a room up aside from a chimney, keep a fire going, and take a boiling pot of water off and on the fire to keep the air the right humidity.
Baking bread goes back pretty far. Think I’d rather just jump of a cliff, though.
Being an astronaut was defo something I idolized as being a kid. Then I got older and realized what it’d take to actually live that life, and the risks involved in rocket travel, and things like muscle dystrophy from being in zero G too long. Not to mention all the schooling and training needed. And it’s all for… not much, really. Like, at the end of the day, space travel does not actually help humanity that much. Now, satellites have certainly changed things a shit ton, but like, we’re not going to other planets anytime soon. We’re not gathering resources from other planets. We’re not terraforming. Our “going to outer space” is parking your ass in a station in orbit and living with reduced QoL while you run experiments in zero-G. Just like, nah, fuck all that noise.
I played the first game way, way back. At the very least, I remember completing it, and liking it. So fast forward several years, the game goes on sale plenty, and I’ve forgotten nearly all of it, but remembered I liked it. So why not play it again, right? Picked it up for cheap, and just could not get into it. I tried a couple times even, but I just can’t for some reason.
I preface this by stating I am not a parent, so if you want to take my words with a grain of salt, fine. But overall, I don’t see anything inherently wrong with a senior befriending a freshman. Like, I understand your caution, but as long as the older person is decent, it’s really just fine. Being wary is one thing, but I wouldn’t step in and force a seperation or anything unless some bad signs crop up first. If your wife and daughter are both on the same side, and they’re close to one another, then I think that’s all the more reason you should just step back and wait and see for now.
In keeping things in the spirit of petty problems, there has got to be a better way to remove hair than dragging a razor over ones skin or having the hair ripped out with wax. But I’m too dumb to realize the solution.
An autistic wallflower becomes the latest in a line of clones for the god-emperor. Long philosophical rambling ensues as the wallflower continues to just let bad shit happen to him without ever just walking away or speaking up.
Toss me in with the “there isn’t one,” lot. You do or you don’t do, and the brain keeps thinking until it doesn’t. But I guess if I had to slap one on there, it’d be one of the most basic-level things that most all successful forms of life achieve: to propogate.
You exist because for hundreads of thousands of years things fucked, fucked, and fucked some more, until you got fucked into existance. Now go, continue the cycle, the fuckening must go on.
Why not do both?
colonizing and plundering of resources intensifies
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To quote an ex-friend who was also Christian, “A church isn’t a club of saints, its a hospital of sinners.”
Ah, life. Just like, all of it.
Bro is that kind of pokemon breeder.