

Imagine a rat-man empire hell bent on stealing everyone’s
cheesewarpstone.
Imagine a rat-man empire hell bent on stealing everyone’s
cheesewarpstone.
Unfortunately the best we can do is 1939.
I yearn for the mines.
Getting high and playing on modded Tribes servers was a certain form of Zen for me.
Thanks, this really fucked with me when I tried to scroll past.
Like when you are backing up your car and the car next to you starts going forward.
There have been a few books I tried reading because they were hyped up by media or came from a top 10 list.
All I can say is I’m glad I didn’t finish them out of some sense of completion. It’s ok to not like something and give it up.
I’m going to add this comment to my scrap journal.
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Everything reminds me of Vim
So it begins…
Story sounds like vultures fighting over a carcass.
Ah another comrade from the “wait it out” camp.
Nothing is sweeter than getting a 10 year old game for $1 when it cost $60+ release day. Since I’m always behind there is no shortage of options.
Alcohol guzzling pussy is inappropriate content and against my guidelines.
Well I’m glad it’s this and not a drone made of poop.