*doorstep

I don’t know nothing about nothing.

Dragon’s Lair. Every once in a while some idiot on FB will talk about how great of a game it was. My thought in that situation: “How nice for you Mr. Moneybags!” There was no skill or strat to the game, it was just an expensive version of Simon: memorize left or right, up or down. To a poor kid like me, it was anathema to going to the arcade if I could burn through $5 in 5 minutes.

Dig-Dug gets an honorable mention: it was a slower, shittier version of Mr. Do! in my opinion. I thought I read an article that game owners could program the game to have slower reaction time which makes sense for my experience. I later found out that that was a feature in a lot of games, like in Gauntlet, they could set health pots to give more or less health, and Mortal Combat could literally cheat by cutting out frames of animation to perform certain attacks “faster”.

I know, right? Nothing like a huge dump of adrenaline caused by the unmitigated rage you get from seeing the huge pile of shit left by the previous shift. Better than caffeine to wake you up.

Success Kid, Disaster Girl and Grumpy Cat. Same rules apply as AFV: kids and pets win every time.

I can’t fucking stand Gordon Ramsay. I grew up with an abusive stepfather. I think the difference is when the abuse is from one’s actual parent, it starts earlier and is internalized as normal. My stepfather wasn’t in the picture until I was five, so I already had an established personality, such as it is.

Interesting that the second character looks like a skeleton torso, since characters are kind of pictograms too. I assume that one means “meat”? ( sorry, duh, you just said so)

With this shithole economy, assuming you live in the U.S., I wouldn’t put it past them to repeal the ADA. You might be safer keeping it under your hat for now.

So the fat POS man-baby is gonna throw a fucking tantrum, and what? Declare war on the world? This year is already a dumpster-fire because of this human shit-stain.

I’d like to see a fully fleshed out game of Cyvasse (GoT chess) or Sava from Forgotten Realms. I actually wrote down about ten pages of a half-assed attempt at Sava, years ago.

In both cases they’re borrowing the “Chess players are smart” trope. I don’t mind the trope itself, but I want to be able to follow along, and not just have them make random bullshit moves.

My gf’s copays were $20 last year, they’re $55 now. fuck United Health. we need more Luigis.

Apparently, when my youngest brother was dating his Catholic wife, she let him Fuck Her in the Ass for Jesus.

My Amazon Fire that I’ve had for ten years finally bricked itself. I’m positive they did it on purpose. I only paid $100 for it, so I guess I still got my money’s worth out of it.

We definitely need more Luigis, these fucking assholes aren’t getting the message.

My gf and I have been doing this for more than 20 years.

Maybe that’s why they used to call it “hydrophobia”.

I moved from Nebraska to North Carolina 20 years ago and still haven’t adjusted to the nasty taste of chlorinated water. I guess it’s better than getting cholera or e. coli.

I once visited Wilmington N.C. in the “off” season (half the price for hotels) and the water was really fucking bad. Not just chlorinated, but sulfurous. Even showering in it felt like it left a kind of residue on your skin.

Having been a 2nd and 3rd shifter most of my adult life, I miss going shopping in the middle of the night when hardly anyone was there.

Oh, I did not know that, thank you.

How the hell anyone still carries water for that shit-stain of a human being I can’t understand.