I would, but they told me if I get one and try to change their gender, it’d void my warranty.

The smug smirk makes it seem like this is a statement of defiance rather than a request for help.

Ka-tarl

I’ll have to put a pin in that and circle back once I’ve had a chance to look into whether I can think about looking for that information for you.

Oh pour it on why don’t you

Want your post to go viral on social media? Just add a caption that says “and now it’s going viral on social media”.

I never revisited this game. Maybe I should try a Groose-only run sometime.

We spend 4 years making barrels that are supposed to be for transporting water to the site of the fire, and another 4 years using those barrels as fuel for the fire. No water is ever actually put into the barrels.

Sigh. Sorry, I get that it comes off that way, and I tried my best to tread lightly. I don’t want to disclose my background or musical tastes. But I will concede I live under a rock, and I’ll leave it at that.

Complex and detailed is one thing, but it wasn’t like dense poetry for me. It was unintelligible, like a magnum opus written with poor handwriting.

I get that this is kind of a “me” problem. I’m just here to vent cuz it made me feel stupid.

Bonus points if you can correctly identify the brand of the beer on the right

I couldn’t understand what he was saying. Like I was listening to a foreign language. Everyone I was with looked at me like I was a crazy person when I said that in the moment.

Some people awaken as legendary heroes reincarnated. I awakened as monke

I think that’s the white house press secretary. She’s gotta go in front of a bunch of journalists, try to frame the president’s actions as somehow a good thing (whitewashing), and then answer all of the journalists’ questions (sort of).

Judge

I know, why don’t we all agree to agree and use every single possible format within a shared spreadsheet

Did something happen with the existing 196?

I like to pile my coat and tote bag and purse all in a big heap on my lap. That way, if I see a cute guy, I can quickly dump all my shit everywhere and act all flustered so maybe he’ll come help me.

And then we both try to pick up the same book at the same time, our hands brush against one another, we lock eyes, he instantly proposes, I say yes, everyone claps…

Honestly, watch out for people who don’t put their stuff in the seat next to them. It might be a trap.

I’ve been getting some major astroturfing vibes around here lately.