Can you imagine being stuck in the dawn of human agriculture, and you seek shelter in a nice cave that you found.... And then a Giant Sloth just lumbers in after a bit.
I mean, I imagine any Homo species of the time would know not to go inside one of these, but still.
Huh. I actually saw one for the first time in person yesterday too. On the way back from a camping trip, in a little village surrounded by corn fields.
It really i the ugliest car I've ever seen. Including the car Homer designed in the Simpsons.
I've heard the argument of "dozens of wild hogs" in relation to firearms so many times, I thought it was going to end with some kind of quip about "high-capacity magazines"
But you might be on to something here.
Can we look into limited release programs for wild hogs onto billionaires properties? all of them?
Yeah, but that makes it clearly a case of age-related memory issues and neurological degeneration, instead of vaguely sounding super mysterious and clickbaity
And they've got money to make over at literally every website that keeps retelling the story and puffing it up.
People like this deserve one thing only, but saying what they deserve will get you banned from some instances.
I've got a friend who, thanks to close family of hers being a cop, is still unconvinced of cops status as bastards.
It's getting more and more frustrating listening to her justify why other cops don't do anything about these kinds of cops. Still can't accept the ones that do nothing are just as culpable. Accessories, in many cases.
If I stand next to my buddy as he kicks a guy to death, I will be getting jail time too. Why not cops?
This piece of shit deserved prison when he killed someone. His actions after the fact show he has no regard for human life and as such is a danger to others by simply being alive.
MGS 1 was my first mature rated game, and I actually managed to stumble my 8 or 9 year old way through a decent portion of the game with no idea what I was doing before my mother threw it away (claiming I must have done something with it, which I never got punished for so I don't think my dad believed)
When I was a teenager, the second one came out and I was hooked after playing the tanker level, even though I didn't get to play as Snake.
Honestly I think 1&2 are the ones you really need to get used to. 3 has some wonky sections as the camera changes angles, but for the most part it's pretty close to "modern action/rpg"
I feel like the only time I ever hear people talking about this series is in the context of memes like Revolver Ocelot (Revolver Ocelot). The games really don't get enough love.
He's got the same logic as my sister did when she was 13 and a super sheltered Christian who still fully believed the mythology.
She went to our mother to try and get me to stop watching a cartoon because it very lightly touched on the fact that women have menstrual cycles. And by that I mean "a girl started her period and had to deal with that for about five minutes" in an episode of braceface
I never once got any sort of "coming of age" talk from either parent, but by then I already knew something happened every month that cause women pain and bleeding in their stomach and pants, respectively, and no idea why. The fact that they used tampons and pads seemed logical to me, as they absorb things. Like putting a bandaid on a cut.
My tiny child mind was not broken by these things.
As about half of the enlisted personnel I know would say, "Don't call me sir, I work for a living."
Translation: "I am not an officer, and therefore am not to be called sir. You can tell I am not an officer because I get my hands dirty and actually do things instead of order other people to do them for me"
It's mostly meant as a joke, but I could see how one might consider mistaking an enlistee for an officer to be an insult. coughnavycough
I wonder if there were any engineers on the Titanic who realized shit was hitting the fan before the rest of the passengers found out...
And I wonder if the feeling I have deep inside is anything like how they felt...
Shit like this is the rumbling of machinery coming to a halt, the deck tilting an extra degree toward the bow... People are already dying, but most of the passengers are blithely going about their day, not realizing what's coming.
Pfffff yeah if you don't use a faday cage the size of a room in the style of Enemy of the State.