Alright, I’ll do it then.

Who here just lost the game?

I worked at Denny’s and I always asked “Ranch?” when people got fries. One day an AlphaMacho™ man literally got up from his seat and loudly said “is that because I’m white?!” and I was stunned, then my manager - a Cowboys loving, Harley riding, neon-red redneck - popped up from around the corner and said “Hey calm down little man, everybody always gets ranch with their fries, boy’s just trying’ to save time”

I was gonna give you a hard time for saying something like this on such a public forum but honestly, you’re communicating and being genuine, both good things.

Do your thing, and I wish you luck with finding what you seek.

Competitive Ranked PvP with time-eroding leaderboards

That’s an Incel subclass

I very much enjoy the friendship and company of hobby climbers. Professional climbers are, in my experience, 10% incredible and kind people with amazing life stories, 90% self aggrandising spoiled narcissists who think they’re invincible, but should instead be dead without the support of dozens of people in their lives, who have never received proper credit or even an honest humble thanks.

Most people who go to do climbs like Annapurna and Everest are already a negative in my book.

FELLAS IS IT GAY TO WRITE THE WORD ‘MEN?’ YOU’RE LITERALLY THINKING ABOUT MEN!

Marine Biologist: You can’t kill a 13 year old girl, no one actually becomes a marine biologist, they just all want to.

Sociologist: Trick them into going to a psychology convention, the crowd will do the work for you.

Psychologist: See above, reverse it. Might be harder to trick, tell them someone in there said they’re just an anthropologist who’s bad at math.

Anthropologist: Take away their teaching license, can no longer feed themselves because no one else is hiring them.

“Pete, sorry” and “I love you, Amy” are just so raw

M’ar’ia Careigh the Greedy, Patron goddess of Song and Pagan Gifting.

Derives her power from retail worship, and every year becomes stronger and stronger.

Soon her greed threatens to devour not just the Turkey, but All Hallows Eve

I… I just… You’re right…

I’m a dog watching TV.

I can finally explain it to my wife.

Right! Ehe he he… He…

Hey, I’ve got an idea, how about we share some of our favorite instances here You go first!

This isn’t normal, but it’s also no unexpected from a background of people who need the control over other’s lives. In this case it’s mostly because of religion, but it isn’t solely that.

If it’s any help, I would recommend keeping your private life, well, private.

I’m about to have dinner, but I’ll be back as soon as I’m done, I swearsies

Yes, they understood our point, but did they understand it in the way we need them to understand?

This is such a unique joy, let us bask in it together brother.

You have to do it right.

Pee yourself, get Chlamydia, be high as the ionosphere, bellow gutturally, be irritable, have crusty hair, and make sure you have an amazing PR team that makes you look cuddly.

…

I don’t like Koalas.

Not one.

Not a single one of you is gonna acknowledge the artistry that is the username “beemovieerotica”?

Is this the partner post to the "Failed gifted child is like failed gifted athlete that didnt make it because of The Injury™ "

There was a period of about 2 years where every single one of my friends played Destiny religiously. Every day I could log on and just have 2 friends ready to run strikes or get a ragtag team of 6 and run raids (yes, plural).)

15 to 20 members in the clan, just loving this flawed game, having laughs, bantering, even getting deep and serious about relationships, politics, religion, and more.

Even the fights that meant we kicked out 2 racist pieces of garbage from the clan are such precious memories to me.

We have lives now, partners and jobs. I still play, but I raid with strangers or not at all. Sometimes we log on and do an old activity together or run trials, we laugh and have fun, bit never again will we be carefree, and whimsical.