

I hated the combat system. Everything else of what little I played and what I’ve seen YouTubers play seems appealing.


I hated the combat system. Everything else of what little I played and what I’ve seen YouTubers play seems appealing.


Didn’t they do this in Orgazmo?
I only heard of that movie by reading about it in a story I had no business reading at a young age. I just looked it up to check the spelling and learned it was made by the creators of South Park. Neat!


You’re exactly right! Thank you for compensating for my inadequate memory.
I have now realized you are a troll taking advantage of my naivete. Thank you for the information. I still hope you have a good, if unsuccessful day, though.
I can’t tell whether to believe you. What country is yours? Arabia?
I support things that support the climate, but if you’re really trying to do that, you’re not doing your cause a service. If you’re just trolling, I’ve never understood the purpose of that anyway.
I love the winter, yeah. I admit I don’t walk in the snow much (though I did so two days ago), but I like being in and near it. I mostly don’t walk in it because I have mild PTSD from breaking my ankle in some. I can’t really walk far at all, with or without snow.
However, I moved across several states and hundreds of miles to experience more of it. The last few months I’ve been sleeping with the window open. Because I like the cold and I like hearing the snow fall.
I primarily, though not entirely, drive an EV.
Don’t know what to tell you. I get that this comment might be in jest, but I really dislike it. I think I’m more mad at you than I have been with anyone else on lemmy. I almost considered swearing at you but it’s probably not warranted.
Uh … Hope you have a good day.
A perspective past someone’s side mirror, showing the characters from the movie “Ice Age,” implying that the photographer in the modern times is coexisting with animated characters who existed during the most recent ice age.
IE, the poster is cold.
Preemptive edit: Connect keeps deleting the text of my post before I can post it and it’s really annoying. As a result this might not be as articulate as I tried to make my first attempt at a response.
Where I grew up, there was a horse pasture at the end of the road. (And another at the other end, but that one was at the top of a big hill so I never really saw the horses there. I only know it was a pasture because apparently my sister had a horse there, then lost it when she started getting younger brothers.)
Once my mom was driving my brother and me somewhere, doesn’t really matter where, and while she waited at the intersection adjacent to the pasture we could see, my brother and I observed a horse in an odd pose. While waiting to be able to cross traffic, she realized we were trying to figure out the horse’s unusual stance and said “and that, gentlemen, is how horses pee.”
Thank you for reminding me of my mother, if in an unconventional manner.
I figure, even if I didn’t like the cold - and I do - for the most part, I’m probably only tolerating it from the car to whatever is the destination. That’s generally a pretty short walk - often a lot less than a minute - and I know most public buildings are, as you said, a thousand degrees.
So during the winter I just wear long pants and short sleeves and endure whichever extreme wherever I must.
This is why I moved to a colder area. I know it won’t last, but I can enjoy it a bit longer.
Shortly after I moved here, I was waiting my turn in a barber shop and chatting with a stranger and told them the same. Their response: "wow, most people don’t move to here for the weather.
More people should appreciate cold.

I think I would prefer the floormat that got stuck under the pedals. At least then you could theoretically do something about it (even if practically you probably didn’t have time).
With how promiscuous he is in the films, that would make sense.
This is the second picture I’ve seen in the last hour depicting the legs of someone in the bathroom. Is this the vengeance of the “can’t poop” guy?


My dad was, apparently, an alcoholic - and a pretty bad one - before I was born. I wasn’t around for it, but two of my three older siblings have told me various stories about it. He himself even told me of the night he met my mother, including the detail that that night, he was so drunk that he barely remembered how to get home after dropping her off at hers.
I don’t know how long before I was born he stopped drinking, but I only ever saw him consume one alcoholic beverage in my lifetime. When he did, he said “I wouldn’t mind one more!” but, to his credit, immediately stopped. I’ve inherited some of his proclivities, though I think not as severe, and am actively working against them. (I’m aware of the stopdrinking communities, this isn’t a cry for help.)
Point I’m trying to make is, if you’re trying to drink less or to quit … Be careful how you celebrate. He had some thirty years of sobriety to recover and was still tempted.

edit: First image link didn’t work for whatever reason.


The book I’m referencing was written in, IIRC, the 90’s or early 00’s. None of the ones that turned up in my search were it.
However, in case the one you’ve seen referenced was the one I mentioned, the premise I remember from reading it as a kid is basically that you should pay more attention to your subconscious. The bulk of what I recall is examples of people not doing that and discussion of how you can.
I do remember one specific thing from it. It describes the actions of a kangaroo before engaging in violence. It then specifies that that description is false, but you’ll never forget it. It’s true; I don’t remember why that came up in the book, but I’ve never forgotten the described actions.


There was a book called Fear Itself that roughly echoed this premise, but there seem to be some newer ones with better SEO.


What kind of lunatic is going to covertly monitor someone else’s shits?
When do the blondes, brunettes and redheads show up?