I can’t focus hard enough to play a game when I’ve dosed.
It seems like playing a colorful movement filled game would enhance the situation, but my altered mind is just like, ‘No, you are wasting this altered state you are in. Dive inwards and ask questions of yourself.’
Before you ask, yes, I am fun at parties.
Fix Sriracha is pretty damn good, less sweet, more heat, a touch more fermented funkiness. Downside is it is thinner and more expensive.
Got his doctorate in Pizzaeolgy.
That really upset you? That one little thing? Sheesh, sorry. Forgot you were so fragile.
‘Some Ill informed people may see things your way, but…’
I’m still waiting on a gritty grimdark 3d remake of Burger Time.
Other options: Shit!/Aw shit!- These work, but not in many professional spaces.
Jesus! Jesus Christ!- Getting biblical again, though this curse seems to make things fall off of the shelf more slowly, increasing your chance of catching them before they hit the ground.
Fuck me! /Fuck sakes!/ Fucker!- Effective, but nsfw.
Crap!- Works, but you sound like a middle aged soccer mom expressing her frustration.
Jeez/shoot/sheesh!- Go back to middle school, little one.
For someone that became an atheist twenty years ago, I have hypocritically requested that the Big Man damn hundreds of things nearly every day.
We need a good offhanded atheist curse to express frustration.
Iirc, even the Greeks bemoaned the written word because it harmed physical memory and made out brains weak because we could just consult tablets lazily instead of memorizing everything.
https://blogs.ubc.ca/etec540sept13/2013/09/29/socrates-writing-vs-memory/
The effect stopped working after a few washes, plus, if you broke a sweat your pits would glow like you were bleeding Gatorade.
Still rad.
Kikwear, too.
Cancelled the series after one season. Damn shame because it showed promise and it was fun to return to the world of Willow.
It probably didn’t have the huge ratings investors were hoping for, so it got the axe before it even had a chance.
I have witnessed far more dogs with shitty asses.
Two cups?!
Look at the queen of England over here, drinking outah cups…
Kentucky Route Zero is a goddamn masterpiece. Every scene was amazing, but the rogue boat piloted by cats stuck with me.