•Try not to be a dick
•No means no
•An additional elusive third thing. I’m a big fan of the laws of thermodynamics. Maybe those.
•Try not to be a dick
•No means no
•An additional elusive third thing. I’m a big fan of the laws of thermodynamics. Maybe those.
For Science!
Also, this whole documentary is fantastic, but the Bosch stuff starts around 14:45.
He would sing a song about fishie.
Women are the most important thing to do in the world.
Sports. I do not care. And keywords futa, yiff, and ecchi.
That’s a warlock. Deadlock is the first frontman from AC/DC, before they got that Geordie fellow.
No that’s dreadlocks. A deadlock is an early class of battleship.
It’s slag.
That’s the most controversial take so far. Cheers!
My first playthrough, I didn’t understand that you could recruit everybody. I thought, since my party is full that’s all I get. I never met Karl, never invited Wyll to camp, never rescued Lazy. So it was just Shart, Astarion, and Creepy Wizard for the first two acts.
Everybody ran out of stuff to talk about in act 2, which really made the tone even gloomier… until the creep started talking about his suicide mission. Not only did he skeeve me the whole time, he was now an active threat.
I abandoned him at camp the instant I could grab Papa Halsin and never looked back. So of course he was abducted and murdered by Orin. Lol. Sucks to suck, Gale.
Now, it is my stupid goal to do an honor mode playthrough with Gale as my origin character, so he and Astarion can both be the worst versions of themselves and ruin the world… but he’s such a butthole and I keep dying. Oh well.
Joel Schumacher’s Batmen movies, especially the Clooney one, were so awful they changed the tone of superhero movies from that point on.
I watched them both very recently during an extended Arnold Schwarzenegger movie binge, and it’s absolutely worth hate-watching them again for the sheer wonkiness and absurdity of… everything. Try tallying the Dutch angles. And girl power platitudes.
Doubtful. The whole marvel train is crashing.
Thor: Love and Thunder felt like it was written by a Disney executive suite after they ran metrics on what test groups laughed at in Taika’s other work, then amplified the lulz by 20%, and rewrote it for the 11-16 year old market.
I was old enough to see the original trilogy re-released with all the bad dumb filler George Lucas thought was necessary to complete his vision.
All the poopy squelchy gross-out CGI was obviously a crass moneygrab, but it seemed like such a reflection of the man himself that I boycotted the prequels when they came out. Then I found Red Letter Media. Fuck the prequels. Fuck that creepy bastard. Han shot only.
I’ve had luck with this strata recipe when I buy the priced to go eggs. I use six slices of torn up toast in place of the baguette, and it makes four big servings.
I give myself a “Dammit, Steve” from Life Aquatic maybe twice a week. I’m a woman, and my name isn’t Steve.
I’ve also got a lot of mileage out of, “everyone knows when you make an assumption, you make an ass out of you and umption.”