Killer Klowns From Outer Space needs no defending. It’s just a terrible great time.

“Though I may change, my heart does not, for I am but its reflection, and may that reflection be more true with every passing day”.

No clue where my brains pulling that one from, but it felt fitting. It feels like such a simple thing, the want to be accepted for who you really are, yet it brings a complex hurt when you realize how hard that can be to get.

This person is going to be the reason for a therapist developing a drinking problem.

We have three options here:

All dairy products are actually non-dairy equivalents that happened to just take the original names.

There are equally intelligent milk-producing species that either keep themselves in a milk producing state or are otherwise forced into said state.

Or

There is an unseen slave caste of lesser intelligent members of species that are harvested for their products.

I would love this for Redwall, but there’s something about all the mismatched paperbacks that feels very “Discworld” to me. It’s all thrown together, but it’s managing to keep working anyway.

Also nostalgia, I got started by my aunt deciding to give me all her Discworld books one day, just paperbacks in a box.

Bahamut is a commonly recurring Draconic deity of Good dragons who often appears in a humanoid shape with 7 yellow birds hanging about.

If you’re on his bad side, you’re going to get fucked up.

What a curious game. The only winning move is not to play.

The Absolute universe would kill it as an animated series. They’re doing some top tier work with those books.

Wonder Woman at the very least deserves it. It’s been great seeing her get more positive attention, and this incarnation of her character has been one of the best.

It can also depend on the meow.

I know the difference between chatty/playful meows and “I’m scared” meows for my lot. I’ll sleep through the first, but the second rips me out of my sleep. I can’t sleep for shit through thunderstorms anymore because one gets absolutely terrified and fearcries.

Obama has already won the war. Now is the time for patience as everyone else realizes.

He’s sad, for he knows his fate.

Is this the step before or after being the age to want things to change, but old enough to be jaded?

I view it like the “discomforting uncle versus outright hateful aunt”. I still really don’t want to support him, but equally, fuck her, she’s out here on the fucking daily with her shit.

Plus, at this point, telling someone to pirate anything Rowling is like telling someone to breathe. You’re either doing it, or okay with the outcome of your actions.

Eh, it’s kinda down to personal perspective. In mine, absolutely a reasonable way to handle things if you love the art, but don’t feel morally comfortable supporting the artist.

I recommend people pirate Enders Game, because fuck Orson Scott Card.

I feel like I could comfortably teach a masters course on speed costume changes and smooth layering of clothes.

All because I want a piece of goddamn cake on occasion. Just a run down to the fridge.

They generally have them on the containment units, and if they’re used elsewhere, on the pipes/machines carrying/using the chemicals.

Now, if they’ve been properly replaced since installation is a completely different question. I’ve seen far too many faded/shredded diamonds on the sides of things.

When I prayed for Jesus to be packin’, this is not what I meant.

Oh well, least I still have Mohammed. Maybe Buddha, too.

Damn, that’s been the problem.

I’ve been taking whichever fork Saria’s Song was coming from.

Goes to show how well my memory works, I genuinely thought it was supposed to still be a thing in 1 but the official deal fell through until 2.

The official shoes of Sonic, at least during the Adventure era.