“Dear God, he’s doing H.M.S. Pintafore. We have to leave. Now!”
“Dear God, he’s doing H.M.S. Pintafore. We have to leave. Now!”
I was shocked to learn how far away people can read and recognize my face. Much was explained that day.
Pretty sure he was counting on it. I sure as hell did it.
I once heard a nutritionist say it was better to give your kid an unsweetened cereal and a bowl of sugar and just let them go nuts, because the vast majority of kids aren’t going to spoon enough sugar on it to match what comes in the sweetened stuff. The equivalent of seven spoonfuls, if I remember right.
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Edit: He hopes you can see it, because he’s doing it as hard as he can.
Doom, one of the best games of the mid 70s?
Who else here remembers late nights slaying demons to Simon and Garfunkel’s “Bridge over Troubled Water?”
So he’s the reason we are in a drought.
There are only 2 kinds of people I can’t stand. Those intolerant of other’s cultures, and the Dutch.
Is this something I can do? Yes.
Will I find a way mess it up? Also yes.
Yeah. Puberty. What was yours like?
when I’m trying not to be an ass
You mean she’s still asking? It might not be you who needs to try not to be an ass.
Castlevania 64 was clearly an unfinished game. The first couple levels make their ambitions clear, and the rest of the game is just sort of slapped together. Legacy of Darkness added the rest of the game.
Nobody really celebrates these games. I grew up with them and can appreciate the experience they were offering, but they weren’t exactly my favorites, and I don’t feel they aged particularly well. Maybe take a look through a long play video before committing any real time to it.
I bet he’s not even a real doctor!
Ah, fuck I miss the goons, too. I still log in every couple of years or so. It’s sort of like walking down a street you used to live on. It’s all still familiar, but nothing is really the same.
You might as well just use sandpaper.
“Orange juice, purple stuff… Sunny D Vodka! Thanks, mom!”