It’s like you’re in my head… while I’m washing more fucking dishes.

I would sooner stop using the internet entirely.

You were right though. Honesty juice working as intended.

That’s actually a Metroid Prime elevator.

Chicken crunchwraps are delicious.

My son was robbed of being named Big Bird.

I was in the same boat until I discovered the glory of Famous Grouse. It’s not bad, not great, $32 for a handle and hits about the same as black label. I’d still prefer a nice single malt, but times are tough.

I had almost exactly the same exact comment written out before I saw yours. Its original title was “The Landlord’s Game”.

Killed him once legit and then cheesed him off the cliff on every subsequent playthrough. Fuck that boss.

Shit, of all the ways that capitalism has fucked up our society, I hadn’t considered this one. Thanks. I’m going to try to change my perspective on meal times.

While still technically a theory, the appendix acting as a reservoir for healthy gut bacteria has largely been proven. That function could very well have helped with digestion of raw meat as well, especially if eating raw meats caused issues with diarrhea.

And as we all know, men can’t have granddaughters.