

I didnt know who that was… Now I hate Imagine Dragons.


I didnt know who that was… Now I hate Imagine Dragons.


I dont love LB but something about them hits just right for the gym. LB were popular but they werent sellouts. Even if you hated them.
Nickelback had the chops to really rock, but instead settled into a top 40 safe role and cashed the check.
Well Ive definitely done worse.
Jim Varney was also a smoker. But he went to great lengths to try to avoid kids seeing him doing it.


I was thinking “Why stop at Kiss?”
A big enough BBC will still give its internals what for.
Can confirm, have 6yo daughter obsessed with perfecting her cartwheels.
You want to see a great reaction.
Tell a hardcore punk fan your favorite punk band is Reel Big Fish.


Slot machines are random. What about what I said suggests random?
The idea is to have an RPG that makes you PUSH every second you’re on the battlefield. No Leroy Jenkins behavior, no grinding low xp mobs for hour after hour day after day.


F2P Diablo style mmorpg with a twist. Each year starts a new season. $20 buys you a character for the year, pick your own class, skills, stats and starting gear. Punishingly difficult, permadeath, maximum playtime of 30 hrs a month, META adjustments on the fly by devs every month. Play like a risk averse little bitch? Serious XP penalty. Get overconfident and die? Thats it your season is done. Why would you play that? SERIOUS prize money on the line for the characters that make the end game.
Theres free characters and no playtime limit on those but you get a randomly generated character with slower progression and a greatly reduced prize pool for the characters that go the distance.


I’m a straight, white and middle aged person and its crazy how many other people of the same demographic just assume we share their bigoted fucking views. Perfect strangers dont even feel you out before talking about whichever “them” they are bothered about. Its shockingly common.
In all fairness I have had a contractor come and do a quote when my wife wasnt home make a time and come back when we would both be home, talk the whole thing over with both of us and have us both sign. “Everyone needs to be in agreement, once we start work any miscommunications can be a nightmare to unravel” that being said if you cant/wont/dont communicate that well that is still shitting the bed.
“Were twins”
“You dont look like twins”
“Mom liked to party”
See, I dont think so. (Ok I agree on the cunt part, also add insufferable)
Because I know a lot of bodybuilders, guys who are on the gear and they are almost all SUPER accepting of the trans community (or at least peoples rights to do what they want with their bodies) because they get it. You look in the mirror and it isnt right so they take the chemicals to make the outside look like the inside.
To point out that this guy is probably going through a very similar mental process (with added cuntery) is probably more accurate than the trans community and the male looksmaxxing community would like. The part that I’d disagree with is that he is “the first”. Not even fucking close.


At “Billionaire” (or even hundreds of millions of dollars) levels of wealth the government should implement a different tax scale based on net worth. Simpler and harder to manipulate. An annual minimum tax bill of 1% of your net worth that cannot be reduced, offset, deferred or otherwise mitigated per billion annually to do buisness in the country, per country.
Just stop them rorting loopholes. I think people would probably hate billionaires a whole lot less if they just paid a FAIR amount of tax.
Edit: actually the math works pretty much all the way down. Everyone should have a minimum income tax bill every year of 1% of their net worth with the only exemption being your primary residence.


All fast food is delicious when cooked with the fresh ingredients and exactly to the standards that they spent many thousands of dollars perfecting in their corporate test kitchens
The problem is that the overcooked patties and the stale buns with too much ketchup and the wilted ass lettuce used by your local franchise and assembled by a 15yo who couldnt give less of a fuck ruin the experience. Thats also assuming you eat it fresh in the “restaurant” not after a 10 minute drive home at which point its fully congealed and the chips are soggy.


I like my demon… Now just need to find myself a badger.


Amen.
For every last ball ache I have about Win 10 and 11 is “well thats annoying” but they just fucking work.


I have a love hate relationship with that movie for an interesting reason (IMO). There is not a sympathetic or likeable character in the whole thing.
The only person who isnt actively dislikeable is Ed Harris and he barely qualifies as a character.
I will absolutely take Macklemores cheque and open for Sheeran. I make no promises about what will be performed.