Where are you planning to go? I’m inclined to want to leave, but I have no idea where to go.
Where are you planning to go? I’m inclined to want to leave, but I have no idea where to go.
PC Load Letter? What does that even mean?
Don’t blame me, I voted for Kodos.
I expect I’ll remain dead unless the eldritch energies unlocked by the collision results in my resurrection.
If I do return to life, I suppose I might be very angry at someone or something, and that I will make him/her/it/them regret what he/she/it/they did, in the finest tradition of cinematic heroes who return from apparent death or exile.
Once I’ve completed my mission of vengeance, perhaps I’ll ride a vehicle or appropriate local domesticated animal towards a local star disappearing over the horizon of whatever planet I’m on, perhaps even with an appropriate romantic partner.
If all of this comes to pass, I would fully expect to be forced to return to resolve increasingly unexpected conflicts ad nauseum.
As I go, I’ll likely start to repeatedly indicate that I’m getting far too old for this nonsense, but I’ll continue to reluctantly proceed in my conflict resolution every time. Perhaps I’ll be able to pass on the fight for justice to another, younger person eventually.
Like I said before, though, I’ll likely just stay dead.
Adam Something is a favorite of mine.
Don’t worry: JFK, Jr. will be pulling into New York harbor any day now on the newly raised Titanic, to proclaim the reign of god-king Trump, and the woke crowd is going to be screwed.
It’s not the herp, it’s the derp.
As long as I tense my jaw, I guess, but it’s kinda awkward for me. I kinda have to pop my jaw down and hold it. I feel I’m making a silly face when I do it, so I’m not holding it long.
Wait a minute. If I hold my jaw right, I do get a very short rumbling apart from my breath. Is that what you guys mean?
I can’t block my nose in that way. I tried when your comment came in, but I can’t conceive of how to do it.
With the ear popping thing, I just hear the rushing of my breath. I can see how you might be able to hear your heart. I might be making this up in my head, but I feel like maybe I could hear it when I was younger.
I do this thing where I pop my ears (like when pressure changes from altitude) and then it’s like I’m hearing my breathing inside of my sinuses or something. When I breathe this way, it effectively blocks conversations I don’t want to overhear. Do other people do this, or am I odd?
Life in the Crimson Corporation is typical: there are good times, when benefit packages and bonuses improve and bad times, when the corporation has to lay off some employees. Only, if one is out of job, one is out of luck. Since everything on Druuge worlds is Corporation property, every ex-employee is instantly trespassing and guilty of stealing corporation property, like air and sunlight. The only suitable punishment in Druuge laws for that is to feed the Furnace. Retired ex-employees are, however, allowed to breathe Corporation air (albeit at decreased rates).
Aren’t those guys kinda anti-federalist, except where it benefits them?
I, also, am hip and with it. Witness my funky fresh lingo and in-your-face attitude, home skillet.
I miss Looney Tunes so much.
We need to organize an underground railroad for LGBTQ+, minorities, and dissidents now.