And look- people can pull off the skinny elf look but they can’t pull off Orlando Bloom.

Hell, I’ve tried both. All it got me were some pants I can’t return and a restraining order. C’est la vie, I guess.

Chocolate Eclair. Nice texture. Really scrapes the sides clean.

What the fuck? These assholes stole my catchphrase

I have learned to circumvent this issue by simply never being important enough to be invited to formal events.

It’s worked well thus far, though nobody seems to notice.

If Harris loses, I don’t even want to think of what the next four years will bring. But, whichever way it goes, I take at least some small solace in knowing the PAC text spam will finally shut the fuck up for a little while…

Probably a bug I was saving for dinner? I don’t anticipate I’ll have a whole lot to bring with me at that point.

Truly, I am in awe. Everything meant so little before this moment. How lucky we are to have lived to see this day. I must never forget this. I will never forget this.

I used to mix it in with fried rice that’d been left sitting out for too long and turned really dry. Gives it some moisture and a vinegary edge, but probably not for everyone, since ketchup’s trademark is stomping all over the subtle flavors of a dish.

When I was in elementary school, I’d dip my pizza crusts in ketchup at lunchtime. I still do that every now and then with Sriracha ketchup

Also, same elementary school lunch: on pizza days, they also used to give us a side of tricolor fusilli straight-up. Just plain pasta without even so much as a little olive oil. So, fuck it. It got blasted with 'chup.

Same. I like to start with A Period of Cream first, though

Me, but instead of affecting her clothes in any way, The Hand™️ activates my neurons by drawing the two circles on her face

Reports that the president was later heard remarking to staffers that, in addition, it was also, “mega bodacious,” and “tubular to the max.” Unsubstantiated rumors follow that the president punctuated this statement with a “cowabunga.” More as this develops.

In some instances, you just sort of decide to wing it and jam for a bit until you all find a spot that works. So, sometimes, you get to hear the ending get written live! (Though, usually, you just end up repeating whatever you’d do when you were practicing the song before)

Source: Had a band, had trouble writing endings sometimes.

Absolver. It was the precursor to Sifu, but with slightly slower and more methodical combat (more like a Soulslike, almost).

The coolest part of it is, as you play and fight players and NPCs, your character will slowly learn and unlock the moves that are used against them, which you can then put into your moveset and chain together with other moves to create your own style. If you don’t want to do that, you can join a player-run school, and be given the fighting style of that school’s master, which your character will learn as they use it.

The story mode is pretty short. It’s mainly about PvP (although, before development stopped, it DID get a free DLC with a co-op dungeon run that’s worth killing a couple of hours on). Of course, a PvP-focused game with nobody playing it isn’t exactly the most entertaining thing to spend your time on, so- outside of a small collection of diehards- it pretty much stays a ghost town.

It had heart, it had ambition, and it had creativity. My friends and I were really hoping the success of Sifu would mean people might start going back and maybe breathing a little life into it, but that didn’t happen. We hoped maybe they’d announce a second one, but that hasn’t happened yet, either. It’ll probably just be another Sifu. That one was a proven success, so it makes more sense.

The servers are still up for now. No idea how much longer it’ll be supported. But, if you’ve got friends you can play it with, it might be worth looking into and seeing for yourself what the game offered, and what could’ve been.

Couldn’t find it. Gave up.

It’s scary, but it’s something we all face someday. One day, I’ll go, too. The only way to go is forward, Ralph. Farewell.

I’m biased towards Y2K from the nostalgia, since those were the prime years of my childhood right before my teenage years kicked in.

But, I love the design of that time because of how obsessed with futurism everything was. It took the future chic look of the mid-late '60s and revamped it, taking that hype for the future- with the Space Race- bringing it back, and updating it for the Information Age.

It felt like we, as a society, had so much optimism for the world that was to come. So, if anything, I think that’s what I’m mostly nostalgic for. I was so excited to grow up in that world. Damn.

Blenders. Gender ephemeral. Intangibles. An even cooler fourth option, probably.

There are tons of cool names you could go with when your identity lies outside of preconceived boundaries (and pretty much transcends them). But, non-binary’s pretty clinical-sounding, so I guess it’s easier to work into a professional setting or something.

Oh! And be sure not to forget the part where Jim Jones then proceeded to turn his gun on himself and take the quick death instead of suffering the way he forced everyone else to.

Funny how often monsters turn out to be cowards as well. History rhymes, I guess.

I’d like to say it’ll be something pithy like “Thank God that’s finally done with,” but, more likely than not, it’ll probably be “Ah, shit, aaaaghhh, fuck, this sucks, God dammit, this hurts like hell, ughhhhh shit,” and then the sounds of me groaning my final breath and softly shitting my pants.

I often wonder why I never see any sites with like a bi/pan mode that just lets it all fly and shows you everything on the site all at once. Having to constantly switch back and forth throws off my battle rhythm.