Damn. Now the Cleric and Bard have to break him out of prison. Again
Damn. Now the Cleric and Bard have to break him out of prison. Again
Rule: never do anything you wouldn’t like to explain to the paramedics
As with speed, as with smooth driving: start with the suspension.
Imagine meeting the love of your life and then finding out she breathes.
You won’t believe what it does to your boyfriend!
Finally, the mercy of death. Even at the hands of my enemy. What a beautiful story.
Shit sells best in November. The earlier they sell it, the more money they may make.
Indeed. Fck em. Down with the capital!
Fear of the dark. Fear of the dark. I fear that somethings always there.
Fear of the dak. Fear of the DUCK.
Corporate said No.
I see. This is an antique antitheft method of the post WW2 era. They took duds and placed them like this. Either the thief gets crushed or takes all Ones belongings with him into the surrounding 2km. Though he won’t be selling them off.
Instructions unclear. Roommate shat his pants while stabbing me repeatedly. Please advise.
Use their Neuralink and tattoo it right on their brains. Damn them for having that Muskian tech!!
That’ll show 'em! Give them hell!
Never let your potato-pc run after midnight. Or this will happen.
Does look fun though…