Bird dogs don’t kill the game birds. They retrieve them. It’s why there are entire breeds called retrievers. Some other bird dogs flush the birds so you can shoot them in the air, preserving your so called “sportsmanlike” ways.

It will. I’m sorry. When I was on the phone, I was made to smile because it changes your voice. I learned to stab myself in the thigh with paperclips so I could feel even when I couldn’t because the smile had stolen thought from me. Even now, when I smile, a tiny part of me screams into darkness because the pain is real. It’s real.

It’s okay, we’re in this together. Though, my rig runs just about everything at medium graphics without issue. Elden ring ran on high settings without dropping my frames to a noticeable level.

I think my visit seeking prophylactics when I was exposed to HIV (and the doctor just said, “nah, don’t worry about it, I’m not prescribing you”) was $1500 for the doctor, $1500 to the hospital… God damn that was a shock.

Look up the CCPgrey video about who holds the keys to the kingdom. Napoleon wasn’t necessarily being dismissive when he called England a nation of merchants. They were very good at organizing power structures in ways that benefited them.

Good god, there are still people who believe in phrenology!

Think of the children!

I’ll believe they’re thinking of the children when they use that phrase to make laws that agree with the environmental groups and governing bodies.

I personally like the peters because it looks like North america is a fat baby dragon.

I use the one in the pic, and I have to say it is pretty damn good at predicting rain.

He was beautiful in his descriptions of food. I saved some of the pictures that came out of his recipe book.

Jesus, that dude shaped a lot of peoples worlds. I honestly don’t know if I was scared of the drain at the bottom of the public pool because of him, because I know that I didn’t read his short story until I was in college, but I wonder if it had already started spreading around in the secret and sly ways of the school hallways, before text messages were ever imagined.

That one put me in fear every time I walked into a room in my house for weeks. I would always be looking above the door and to the sides, just in case a spider was on the wall ready to pounce. ugh!

Oof. I had to do that for a bit when I borked my wrist. It was probably foolish and stupid, but work isn’t going to pay me for not coming in. :(

All I can think is that she has a completely different personality as a therapist.

I am sorry you’re having to experience this. It is a horrifying behavior that is very, very common among people with different social groups, and especially professions that ‘serve’ or help people. Doctors, EMTs, nurses, therapists, even cops or firefighters… I’ve seen it in all of them. They are exceptionally kind and caring until they clock out, and then are vehemently demanding of perfection, calculating in their coldness and disdain, and nearly psychopathic about other things that they find irritating in those they help while on the job. They completely suppress or sidestep their feelings about the issues while on the job, and let it all out on the people who are close, like family.

I know you’re having advice chucked at you from all directions, and in the last big post you said you had tired of that, so ignore everything after this if so and I’ll put it in spoilers.

I still do. If it works, it works. Until my video card self-immolates, I’ll keep using it. Damn these modern infants and their cable endings! shakes fist at sky

>.>

I suppose it’s time to pirate WC3, SC2, and brood war rather than play them on the account I bought them on.

Thank you for your service.

Hopefully it’s all in my head. We’ll see if I ever experience the personal touch of a noodly appendage.

It’s the exact same phenomenon that several other fandoms or belief groups have gone through. First, start a satirical society and laugh about the foolishness with boon companions. Enjoy the companionship. Second, expand so that the society doesn’t die when you leave college or the location. Begin recruiting folks and telling them about your society. Third, watch as people join and some don’t realize it’s satirical. Disbelief dawns on the originals. Fourth, the true believers take over as the people in on the joke slowly leave due to all sorts of reasons, including no longer finding the society funny because of the true believers.

I watched it happen with bronies (not the furry sexual folks, 4chan already had those, but just people who were really, really into the show) on 4chan, a ‘drinking’ club at my college that was a joke because they only drank water at the meetings (at first, anyway), and a local activity (can’t name it because it’s specific and would give it away) club that was truly supposed to be just a social gathering but is now populated by a gaggle of 70 year old women fervently taking part.

If the Irish do say goodbye, England won’t even know what’s happening until it’s too late.