Having a job sucks.
Not having a job wouldn’t suck if it wasn’t for the fact it usually means you also have no money.
Having no money sucks.
It would be cool beans to not have a job, but have money.
I’m just a weird, furry, pan guy (cis he/him). I also have a big, blue username.
If I was a character in Danganronpa, my talent would be The Ultimate Loser and I’d be the first character killed in the murder game.
Having a job sucks.
Not having a job wouldn’t suck if it wasn’t for the fact it usually means you also have no money.
Having no money sucks.
It would be cool beans to not have a job, but have money.
GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF MY PENIS!
Can you only use the in-game mod browser or something? Put the mod up somewhere else that Bethesda doesn’t control. It’s not like it’s hard to modify DOOM manually by dropping the files in the folder.
Additionally, extend the mod to include the CEO of ZeniMax as a Baron of Hell or Revenant.
Can it play directly on the skin of my wrist?
Man, people my age (39yo millennial) have been using “raw dogging” to mean literally doing anything without some sort of protection or barrier between you and something nasty for a while; not strictly sex without a condom.
“Ew … You cleaned your toilet without gloves? You just raw dogged that shit?! Bro, I’m going home. Fuck this BBQ.”
I don’t think I even got into Nirvana until after he died. I didn’t really start getting into music until high school when I was able to buy CDs (or pirate shit) and listen to the radio stations I wanted and not what my mom wanted to. Prior to high school, I only knew Garth Brooks and fuckin’ Raffi songs 😩
Then again, I very much remember seeing his MTV Unplugged set. I just can’t remember if it was live at the time or just a rerun.
I lost interest in numbers stations and am much more interested in trying to figure out who was responsible for the Max Headroom hijacking of 2 TV stations in Chicago that occurred in the late 80’s.
My body is a temple to Dionysus.
Yip yip yip. Yip yip. Yip yip yip yip… Yop.
I got some Dickies compression socks (from the pharmacy section and not where they usually have socks) and holy shit they are durable. I’ve had them over 10 years and not a single sock in the bunch has a hole yet.
No cliff racers is a good thing, though.
Morrowind was the essential piece of media that actually taught me about the “unreliable narrator” and how awesome it can be used.
“You’re the only one here dressed like a hot dog.”
“That guy’s dressed like a hot dog!”
“No I’m looks down…”
150 in elf years is basically 15 for a human.
“The sky is green!” - Bullshit
“Nu-uh!” - Energyless refutation
Gotta feel 'em all!
Thought that said “touch” for a minute and I was like “no thanks.”
Can’t remember which old prison turned museum it was, but in their display of makeshift weapons they had a gun made out of toilet paper.
Was this a guest artist? It’s very different from the style I remember PBF having.
As far as I’ve seen, that’s how blocking works on literally everything. You are blocking them from your view. You are not blocking their view of you. It wouldn’t matter if it worked the other way, since they could just log out and still see everything.
If you want total banishment, run a chat room or a non-public forum that can’t even be entered or read without permission.