I got called “Mr. Left Face” once.
I got called “Mr. Left Face” once.
Now that you’re an adult with disposable income, you can pay money to relive those adolescent thrills with this vintage, scandalous, NSFW explicit filth.
No ragrets.
To just invest in broad index funds instead of trying to play the stock market.
Obviously the ska.
Drova: Forsaken Kin, very fun 2D RPG in the Gothic mold…i.e., you start off weak and will get your ass kicked by rats and wasps, getting your first set of real armor takes hours and feels like a major power-up, multiple factions you can join that are deeper than “good guy vs bad guy.” Small development team (I think it’s just 6 German dudes) but they’re actively engaged and quick with patches.
Mermaids aren’t furry.
I was planning to join the military after high school. It was a 3 hour drive to the closest MEPS (military entrance processing station), so the local recruiters only made the trip out there once a week. I already had my date set when another guy dropped out, so my recruiter asked if I was interested in going a week earlier. I said absolutely, because I was dead et on being in the Army, so what difference did one more week make?
So that’s how I enlisted on Sept 5th, 2001…
I don’t remember specifically, but it would have been something on my uncle’s Atari 2600 in the late '80s…probably Dig Dug or Pitfall.
They Dorf’d him.
Trusting the home inspector that said the roof wouldn’t need to be replaced for at least another couple years.
Not trying to dox myself, but I also live in Missouri and have a sailboat on Carlyle Lake in IL (about an hour from St. Louis). If you’re anywhere in the area, our sailing club is doing our annual Try Sailing Day on June 22nd. Free rides on a variety of different small sailboats and catamarans in exchange for a gentle sales pitch to sign up as an associate member, take some lessons, and be able to rent out any of the club’s fleet boats or volunteer to crew for someone on the Sunday buoy racing circuit.
Do you live in an area where you can go sailing?
I will go on Football Manager binges, overhauling my favorite squads and seeing them to long-term success. Then I watch actual football matches and think, “Why isn’t Dick Johnson starting at left back?” and have to remind myself that Dick Johnson doesn’t really exist.
I enlisted in the Army on Sept 5th, 2001…that was an eventful week.
Don’t really know, I’ve never talked to any of them.
All 20 novels in the Aubrey/Maturin series by Patrick O’Brian.
/never had the heart to read the unfinished 21st book.
Tuyo! My wife loves these. She’ll make a big plate of them, then tear them apart with her bare hands, dipping them chunk by chunk into a small bowl of pickle brine. When she’s done there’s nothing left but a pile of eyeballs and lips on the plate.
I just assumed that 21 other things already existed.
It was a frozen yogurt company. The ice cream was a ruse to smoke out those not committed to the cause.