What fucks with me these days are the less gory ones.

Like watching a woman’s hand get caught under a rivet press because she thought she would be quick enough. Safeties failed, no one could hit the kill switch in time. She’s lucky she has use of that hand left, at this point.

I have a love/hate relationship with the safety crew.

They’re why I have to waste time each year rewatching the exact same shit, but equally, I have seen too many incidents of someone ignoring the protocol and getting severely hurt.

That’s when you turn it into a running gag, and see if anyone notices before they’re clearing out whole camps simply named “Phil”.

Fuck fashion, cargo shorts and pants are the utility clothing. They look decent, plenty of pockets, comfy as fuck. You can be prepared for a multitude of events at any given moment.

Rock what you wanna rock! If it’s comfy, and you like yourself in it, it’s a good pick.

Funnily, an ultra cute pair of capri-style leggings(I was not paying attention, just saw my size with a pattern that weren’t aimed at kids) were one of my gateways. I’ve just slowly worked my way up to showing more leg, and reminded myself that all that matters is if I think I look cute in it.

There’s just a mild dissonance between that title(which is an awful thing, hopefully they all land on their feet after this), and the happy as fuck Disney Magic Kingdoms image.

You happy about this, Mickey? Does this please your cold corporate heart? They shoulda tied you to the anchor and left you for erased, you sick rat.

I, sadly, kinda feel this. As someone who has spent most of their waking life in some form of jeans or long pyjama pants and has now started making some major wardrobe changes, I did not know how to handle showing my legs.

I understood the phrase “chicken legs”. Though that might have been dysphoria fueled.

So, uhh…

How’d you taste? They leave good reviews? No weird diseases, properly cooked?

And how much?

They won’t until they absolutely have to.

Which at this rate is fucking never.

The Pain went by pretty quick for me, just tranq’d him down and got the camo.

Who you’re looking for is The End, took like 8 days to finish blathering and die so I could eat his bird raw over his pathetic corpse.

That’s why I don’t have a tank.

But it’s not an off comparison, you can get up to 20-30 common variety isopods for $10-15 US. When you’re looking at setting up a stable breeding population for a fairly self-sufficient terrarium, that’s going to get expensive with Rubber Duckies.

For anyone looking to get some:

Just one costs upwards of 30 dollars, US. They’re supposedly difficult to breed in captivity, and take 6 months to mature. Adorable, but that is an expensive isobuddy.

Very real, from what I can tell.

Old West, Marshalls dialogue options.

“Your replies (a) Dude, the way that we have treated Native Americans is most non- triumphant! (b) Excellent, dude! Cowboys and Indians?! Count me in! (aa) Dude, remember the golden rule - be excellent to each other. (ab) Dude, violence never pays. (ac) I just do not think that we should treate Native Americans in this most bogus way. (ba) Before I can enlist, good captainly dude, I must find ___! (bb) Look dude, the way that I’ve been treated around here, I have little interest in fighting to defend these people. (bc) I’d love to sign up, but ___ has my pen.”

Bill and Ted’s Excellent Video Game Adventure.

Here’s a walkthrough, for anyone curious. It lists the various dialogue choices you had with each character.

My current dryer has an annoying tone for everything. Change mode? Gotta beep as you click passed each one! Oh, you wanna adjust the time and heat? We’ll make it chime with every increment instead of just when the button is pressed! Clothes done? Song of my people! Opened the door? Second verse!

Oh hell yeah, running and jumping around in Crackdown was an absolute blast. They had the exploration down perfectly, you really felt yourself get better at navigating, and the reward was just making it even better.

I’ve gotten to the point that I look up if there’s a good reward for it. Like, does this run through the whole game and build up to at least a nice cutscene or piece of gear? Alright. Annoying, but doable.

A piece of golden shit? Never again. Never a-fucking-gain, I swear I had a faster time pulling KOS-MOS in XC2 than hunting down so many Koroks.

But that takes away all the subtlety of the midnight double feature.

Okay, so I have, in the worst case scenario, 5 turns for you to pull all 5 pieces of Exodia, The Forbidden One.

3/4 if you have the means to play Exodia, The True Forbidden One, and get it onto my field.

But Whimsicott is a grass type. This means if you delay to a 6 turn play, you’re walling anything Blue or otherwise Water related.

… Fuck it, Blue Eyes White Dragon.

“Inside you are eight bears.”