Bruh those are all anxiety.

Idk how you would continue to work for the company after that.

Of course it has to be a stew, what are you some kind of sociopath who gives blinding soup to kids?

The music priorities for this game were weird.

Okay do well have one song, and there will be sad and happy and instrumental versions of that song. And we’ll use that song for everything requiring music. Except for this one optional boss battle that is the result of specific choices that were made. He gets a super dope completely different song that he sings himself.

I want to have the level 12 characters fight a level 20 pc for fun.

I’m an engineer. I’m on my phone looking at memes until someone asks me a question, then I do a thing in 5 minutes that they expected to take 5 days because people don’t understand computers, then I go back to the memes.

It’s not that dangerous, I only get stabbed once, maybe twice, when I get groceries, and usually they don’t even nick an organ.

I was so confused in 2016 by everyone who was excited for Trump, and I didn’t quite get why.

Now those same people feel a lot more comfortable saying horrible opinions in public and I’m like oh, that was why.

Yeah, the get over it in this context is more of… an attempt? At empathy. Instead of “we have to get over it” it should have been something like “we will get through this”.

He’s said worse things though.

That was Roy, not Moss.

FO4 has such a sudden start when you think about it. The game starts and the bombs almost immediately start falling and your spouse dies and son taken within like the first 10 minutes of the game.

Would have been cool if you started in the war wearing power armor, then came home to your family after facing the horrors of war, made your face, adapt back to normal life and get to know family and neighbors over a couple of time skips, then the bombs happen in the middle of one of those events. Grow some attachment like FO3 did.

It’s the closest thing we have to taking a broom to the place.

This is annectdotal but I twice tried branching out recently to other retailers, both times they said they delivered my package and they did not. Trying to get help from them is like pulling teeth.

I rarely have a problem with Amazon and the few times I did I was given a refund pretty much immediately.

It makes it hard to switch when the difference in service is so drastic =/

Finally, a metaphor for my love life.

If the grenades dropped on the floor when most people were sitting at a table the table may have obstructed shrapnel and prevented it from reaching any organs whose breach would result in immediate death (heart, brain, etc.). It would have to hit a major artery to kill near quickly on the lower body which isn’t a huge target.

Instead, it probably hit the legs and possibly some lower body organs, which can still be deadly but less immediate.

It’s insane that the guy who dropped them at his own feet survived though. Dude must be half shrapnel at that range.

Is this surprising?

That’s a different legal problem as there are situations where if you don’t protect your trademark you can lose it. But I’m not a lawyer and don’t know if that situation would apply to mods.

The Old “will the Screensaver hit the corner” method

More importantly, are they a lifeforms that we would even recognize as alive? The chances of an alien being humanoid are even slimmer. Then there’s whether they develop intelligence, whether they care about space, and whether they survive long enough to get anywhere.

Why would Putin want North Korean women to have more children?