Thanks. Next time someone asks about something, like say about a car part, and someone condescendingly replies that it’s for a car because they exist I will remember your courage and heroic defense of the above douchenozzle and proceed to do in the future what I did earlier.

Not everyone has knowledge of everything, and on a social platform it is common to share experiences and to converse about what you may have learned since them, or what you already knew that others might not. I skipped down to the credits to educate myself about sticky keys precisely because I didn’t know what they were for and had shared the aforementioned frustrating experience.

This attitude is one step away from coming to a social gathering of any sort and telling people to Google whatever they ask about instead of just having a conversation. Sometimes I worry that my social skills have slipped or evaporated until I come across a scene like this one.

But why is it still going?

I sincerely appreciate it.

Wow, imagine being this condescending and still not explaining anything!

S3 was the worst one in my opinion, but everybody is different. I just feel like the massacred Hopper’s character to pay homage to the “loose cannon cop” of the 80’s.

McDonald’s in Europe charges similar prices to America but pays living wages to their employees.

I get the reference, but as an actual suggestion it’s a little thoughtless.

Downsized, getting paid peanuts, and being overworked.

It’s his own fault for shooting at his employer’s home anyway.

My guy is talking about a controlled environment with scientific processes and y’all here talkin’ like he wants to chuck it on a few logs.

Ecstasy of Gold - Ennio Morricone

I’ve watched it several times and the first person you responded to is right.

Game: Scion

A Scion of Odin, my concept is that when Odin gouged out his eye at Well of Urd at the base of Yggdrasil and tossed said eye in, he inadvertently created something new.

The droplets of blood and the eye were infused by the waters and bled into the roots of Yggdrasil. The most resilient among them trickled into the other realms. My character ultimately arrived in Midgard, in Venice Beach. Little more than a sentient blob of blood with a lone eye contained inside, he fed on smaller creatures and grew in the darkness.

Discovered by a bunch of surfers, he was taken in as a pet. He grew big and strong enough to take a form, amalgamating the looks of the other surfers into a new form entirely. At the start of his adventure he is called Grom, short for Grommet. He lives as a surfer bum, begging food and a few bucks off of people and living in an abandoned building by the beach. So long as he has the waves and his friends, he has everything he needs.

That is, until the arrival of a one-eyed young man who tries to kill him and cut his eye out. Grom wins the scuffle, coming out barely injured. It is only then that Odin comes to visit him, pleased at his victory. He forewarns Grom that because he has Odin’s other eye, others like him will be coming to try to claim that eye.

Grom is very physically adept, with points mostly put into Str, Dex, and Con. He’ll also have Appearance and Wisdom as backup stats. In the party he is the reluctant hero, wanting nothing more than to hang with his friends, but understanding that he must undergo this trial before he can live in peace again.

I’m SHOCKED. Shocked I tell you!

Millennial here. We’re the generation that paved the way by being “so into anime”. Never heard that statement about Gen Z before.

So the right CAN meme. This changes everything.

Why does it matter to me? I’ve made it clear that popular opinion no longer influences me because I sacrifice every voting round to elect the Neoliberal option that keeps the devil at bay. I’m not asking even for my candidate to win, but for concessions that matter to the lowest earners in America.

Withholding votes has long been a clear declaration that those looking to build a bloc need to do more than point at the other team and say: “You’re electing that.”

It’s not enough any more. I can’t keep voting your way because you need me to so absolutely desperately that you’re willing to do everything except give me what I’m asking for.

Why do you keep thinking that you can just bully me into voting your way?

The analogy is perfect. You just don’t realize it.

Where, when, and how have I ever argued for this? Can you even state my position in a single sentence?

If you get the runs when dying of thirst it will kill you as sure as poison, you nit.

You’ve literally made my point for me.