Congratulations, it’s an asshole!
My family’s was “beats a sharp stick in the eye.”
I don’t summon real people unless I’m truly desperate, but I absolutely use what the game has given me. I don’t like to repeatedly have my ass handed to me, and while I could “git gud” (and would have done so in my teens and 20s), I’d rather enjoy my limited play time.
Public safety.
Beryl is a mineral. There are definitely women with the name, and there are likely some men, too (though A Boy Named Beryl doesn’t have the same ring to it).
He needs to act to safeguard our democracy, because others will not have the same hangups in doing the opposite. Acting with the power they have granted him in order to prevent future issues is not corruption.
There will always be exhibitionists and people who just like to fuck, but sex work is, by definition, transactional. You’re not going to see a society with free communal whores who aren’t being compensated in any way.
Ah, so I did. Not sure how I managed that, considering how relevant those points should be here.
Obnoxious, lying, seditious, narcissistic, rotting corpse vs. tired, confused, rotting corpse.
Well, that’s something I haven’t heard in a long, long time.
Divinity: Original Sin 2. I played co-op with my wife. The first time, we got most of the way through act 2 before visiting family over the holidays. More recently (starting a fresh game), we made it much closer to the end, finishing several characters’ personal quest lines, before yet another holiday interrupted our game.
Each time, we just never really felt like picking it back up. Maybe we’ll get back to our “current” game at some point. Otherwise, I suppose I’ll play it solo at some point. Of course, that’s how this run started – she just saw me playing and wanted to play again.
We’re snuggly right up until we get bitey.
Nope. Nope.
I don’t mind a hug, but I have zero desire to snuggle or wrestle with my friends, male or female.
You’re absolutely right. I meant it was “acceptable” – I don’t recall hearing people judged for saying it, but that was among an immature, high school crowd. It was definitely considered offensive to use as a label, rather than an insult (which was on the same level as f*g; not acceptable, but commonplace).
Except it’s not so much “shiny” that distracts me, as it is literally anything.
There are things that I’ve intended to do for months. Many times, I’ve been on my way to do it, only to have some little thing distract me, and then completely forget about what I intended to do. Maybe a child asks me a question. Maybe I stop to take a sip of water. Maybe I just start thinking about something else in that 10 second walk. The significance of the distraction does not matter; the task immediately vacates my mind. I often even remember that I was going to do something, but I cannot remember what.
I don’t think I’ve used the word once since high school. Had it been generally unacceptable back then, I wouldn’t have done so. I graduated high school in 2004, and it was at least an acceptable insult back then (though not to call a disabled person), I think. I was a jackass in high school, though, so I could be wrong.
Either way, it offends people now, so we shouldn’t say it. It’s that simple. Deliberately offending people just makes you an asshole.
I definitely learned useful things in community college – at least in so far as general education courses can be considered useful. There were some duds, of course. However, I don’t feel like I got much more out of university classes of the same level.
With that being said, you may just have the misfortune of attending a lackluster school.
There’s little in the world to be anything but disgruntled about.