I used to. I’m an old school troll. I enjoy messing with people and teasing. If I can make things difficult or awkward for someone, then get both of us to laugh about it, I’m in heaven. But over the last couple of decades people take themselves more seriously or something and its harder to get people to be silly or appreciate the absurd. People don’t enjoy it any more so I stopped doing it. I don’t want to get people actually mad, or have them be truly upset. But yeah, I’d argue just about anything to get someone going. I’d get more and more outrageous till they finally twigged what I was doing. Then I’d do the same thing to the next person but take a different stance. Usually the first person would join in and it would just snowball.

My guy didnt let adversity get in his way. This is the difference beween handicapped and handycapable.

I’ve been to LaPlata. Nothing in this article is surprising.

(Name still pending) I’m playing a lightfoot Halfling Battlesmith Artificer. My original thought would be to act as the ship’s engineer and keep people’s gear upgraded. I don’t know if she’ll be on the front line, soaking up chaos like a sponge but I do plan for her to help out however needed.

She does have a steel defender. I still don’t know what that will look like. Either some sort of aerial drone shaped like a jellyfish (I’m picturing the tendrils beign able to move independently and would help with attack or defense or just repairing items) or a large bulldog that she can ride around on.

Background: there’s no mystery or trauma. My character left home because she wanted to go out and see the universe. She comes from a pretty big family (so she’s always going to be running into a cousin in some random place)

But yeah, she’s living life, eating snacks, and doing what she likes the most.

Yo momma so fat when the weather man said it was chilly outside she ran out with a spoon.

Yo momma so mean it take a train and 2 busse to get on her good side.

Yo momma so old her social security number is 1.

Ravenous. https://m.imdb.com/title/tt0129332/

Thats fucking awesome. Its like a cross of Andy Goldsworthy, Christo, and the Cat in the Hat.

If you ever need a hand, I’m right here.

Ha. Fair enough but if you make art, thats not the kind of stupid I mean,

Hey discord, my age verification is that I remember when trolls were named after people that went trolling for fights and flame wars by leaving a trail of bait-posts.

Either way though, don’t feed the trolls and stop making stupid people famous.

Thats was it. Thank you.

Was it Terry Pratchett or Douglas Addams that had a witch that was going to be burned at the stake? She had a little future-sight abd went to her death willingly and with dignity. And with 50pounds of roofing nails in a barrel of gunpowder under her dress.

Are you saying that eating “butt cookies” is exploiting animals? I mean, that is what you’re saying, I’m just not sure why.

Were you here for Reagan? That was a hoot too.

Its not that hard. Gorillas are vegan, they do fine. So are my goats.

i quit meat a bunch of years ago, I try to eat a varied diet, and try to mix greens and grains. I get a check up about once a year and all my blood work comes back fine.

“I tell you, we are here on Earth to fart around, and don’t let anybody tell you different.”

Kurt Vonnegut.

Seriously, yeah, its all for nothing as far as the universe is concerned. So why not have a laugh while we’re here? Embrace the absurdity of it and live beautifully just because you can.

Maybe but I have chronic lower back pain and the best stretch I do is cobra. Its done while prone but very similar form to this guy. Say what you will about opioid addiction but I bet the first guy has trouble in the morning getting loose and moving freely that the second guy doesn’t.

Mine says it doesn’t accept messages and to please text me if its important.

I had one client that caused that. He’d call after work hours and leave seemingly endless messages about nothing almost daily. So I let my mailbox fill up and changed my outgoing message. Its been close to 4 years and my mailbox is still full of his rambling.

You Don’t Mess Around With Jim by Jim Croce isn’t directly about him but does give good advice on treating this wardrobe with respect.