This speaks to my soul, the fuck?
This speaks to my soul, the fuck?
Tough call.
Probably the PS2, for access to the entire PSX and PS2 library. But I’m afraid that it would feel dated if I actually went back it - I haven’t played one in years, and it was my childhood console gen, so it’s possible it’s the nostalgia speaking.
The inverse of what?
That’s her exhaust fan, you pervert!
The way he loses his shit at the end gets me everytime
Why don’t all three of us pool all of our savings, then split it among us? That way, we will each have 2 dollars.
This is kinda cute
Or a future president.
I always read it as *griner griner*, even though i know it was supposed to be griner godt lol.
I feel like the difference between good game and laughing would be the asterixes.
I’m surprised you put the guns away. I’d assume they’d just accumulate, and by the end of the day, all Americans would be carrying about 16 or 17 different firearms.
Then at the end of the year, you drive your 17 * 365 to the car dealership and trade the lot in for a bigger SUV.
I remember this GG ^^
And then you gotta type your smiley faces with a nose :-D
You know, if they did build it like that, and the blocks fell straight down, it would arrange itself into a pyramid shape, so who knows. Maybe they all did that and we just assume they built pyramids on purpose.
But we have to save Ginny
How the Dutch do you just get to take an unplanned week off?
And you know, in a way it goes even deeper, because for her parents, at least half of their life and frame of reference took place in the 1800’s. When she was born, 10 year olds would have their earliest memories be of the late 1890s. And the adults around her would be able to vividly remember and discuss events they were present for way back in to the 1850s or even earlier, depending on how much contact she had with old people.
Also, I’m in my late 20s now, and I recently had the startling realization that the old people I remember from my childhood don’t really exist anymore. When I was a kid, old people used to be prim and proper. They dressed a certain way, much more formal and traditional. They weren’t all uptight, but they had an idea of what’s proper or not, and wouldn’t be afraid to tell you. They were typically more quiet and less outspoken. All the women knew how to cook and sew, and all the men knew how to do woodwork and make leather shoes shine forever.
I had this realization the other day walking through my city, when I suddenly noticed how all the old people don’t seem that old anymore. They’re all relaxed and casual, dressing up in colors. They actually smile at you on the street and seem to have a sense of humor. And then it hit me: they’re not even the same generation. Old people are the kids of the old people I remember. They grew up with the early prototype of modern rock and pop. They were hippies and greasers. I think the end of WWII and the invention of modern pop culture reaching out beyond the cities really made a cut down between those two generations, the current old people and their parents.
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You just unlocked a memory for me. One of my dad’s friends had a super cool keyboard, I think it was a Casio. It had midi, and a bunch of built in instruments. Then he had another friend, who was a huge geek, who figured out how to extract the midi instruments from the keyboard, so we could use them to replace the cheaper sounding midi instruments in windows.
Obviously it didn’t sound as good as the keyboard, because it still was dragged behind by inferior hardware on the PC. Not to mention the fact that some of the instruments just didn’t play, and that Windows liked to crash and revert all instruments back to the default if it didn’t like an instrument we tried to feed it, but I still remember it as something really badass.
Conventionally attractive white people, stealing all your jobs!
What even is bail anyway? I’ve never understood this concept. Either you deserve to be in custody, or you don’t. And the one singular thing that could never change this is whether you can put money down. Good behavior, maybe. Or a time limit on how long you can be in custody before facing trial. But not a fucking down payment, are you kidding me?
Everyone i know can access my internet history. It’s usually empty, lol.