Good time for a crusty witch that scams the players and tries to harm them when they leave

Gotta hook Barbie up with a sculpey Samus arm cannon

Oh fuck yeah, lemme drizzle some balsamic on that

Thank you. I’m whipping out the old 3ds when I get home and resetting my rumble save to start over.

Man, if only the DSM-5 listed careless mistakes, difficulty sustaining attention in tasks, and difficulty of organizing tasks and activities as some of the diagnostic criteria that may be present in an individual with ADHD.

And if only those three alone looked a whole lot like impulse control.

It’s almost like you’re being an armchair psychologist that’s no better than your complaint 🤷

Using “retarded” when discussing a condition and using it as a diss is pretty fucking weird too, not gonna lie.

This man wifes

Still remember my middle school girlfriend brag about cheating on me and fucking guys that were buying her beer. Would have been nice to get authorities involved if I had anyone to talk to and wasn’t being neglected and abused at home. Kind of wild to lose hope in people at the age of 12.

Bad times.

I’d really love to see some of their staff paystubs over the past few years.

How they pissed through 11 million addles the absolute fuck out of my mind, though seeing they paid a quarter mil for an ad in a JP subway says a whole lot about how smart upper management was.

This week has been a long month.

I’m reading these comments while listening to an entirely different video essay. There’s a time, place, and use for various types of media.

Whatever it is, he advertises by word of meowth

This AI voice is absurd. “32 or 64 gigits of ram when 4 or 5 years ago I was doing the exact same thing with 8 gigbeats.”

*Slaps Franzia box

You can fit so many drunk nights in this

Micro studio in a major city.

It was right next to a squeaky wood staircase and a main door that slams based on the weather. Loud metal gates that also slam. Every single upstairs neighbor thinking their floor isn’t thin wood. Every upstairs neighbor letting their cabinets bang closed, making “thudthudthudthud” echo through my room while they toss pots and pans in the same cabinets carelessly. Shared kitchen that’s an automatically closing door with a heavy spring and up the stairs. Can’t use the window sometimes in the summer due to a neighbors grill blowing smoke into the room at random, while they go against city code by using said grill half a foot away from the structure. Had to seal a massive hole under the cabinets and along trim of the cabinets due to a neighbor in the other side of the complex blowing their weed smoke into the structure and right into my room. Before sealing the place yourself: you better believe you’re getting a few carpet beetles that are gonna fuck up your clothes. Tiny sink that you can barely clean a damn thing in, and no sink in the bathroom so you have to shave over the same fucking sink where you wash food and clean things, or just over the toilet because someone decided that’s where a bathroom mirror/cabinet should be. The plumbing from upper units going straight down until right behind my bathroom, so flushes from above get loud as fuck. A goddamn sliding door to the bathroom too? What kind of braindead sack of shit suggests putting a sliding door to a bathroom that goes RIGHT OVER A FUCKING WALL OUTLET. Want an outlet in the bathroom to charge your shaver? Fuck you, use the 2.5 square feet of counter space where you meal prep or dry dishes. Poor room design making me use a twin mattress that was stuck between two walls. Pre-installed shelving half-usable because it was blocked by pre-installed shelving. Bathroom fan that was on 24/7 by design, constantly pulling in air from the stinky stairwell. Junkies roaming fucking everywhere as soon as you leave the property. Constantly fucked up laundry machines since people are fucking stupid, or them leaving their shit in one of the 4 machines for several hours while all of the others are fucking full. Oh, and no, there are no laundromats because properly values have been completely fucked by shitty fucking investment companies that build cramped and overpriced apartment complexes. Want a front office? Fuck you. Want a reasonable building manager? Nah, he’s a worthless sack of shit that sees your growing anger at living in a shithole as being “problematic.” Quiet hours? Fuck em. Your neighbors are most likely fucking troglodytes that don’t give a SINGLE FUCK.

All of this goddamn bullshit in the joy of 150 goddamn square feet. I can’t believe I held out 5 years losing my mind there, through all the fucking sleepless nights. Hope the place gets hit with a fucking meteor.

Nah, nobody should put their cock and balls anywhere near those bacteria flingers.

If I see one of those, I’m drying my hands on my damn pants.

Tough thoughts, though thorough throughout.

So many moth vtubers, and I’m not complaining.

Ecks dees

input input input input

Truly, the gamerest of gamer keyboards

Did yours also hurt so bad that it felt like your balls were being crushed?

I don’t get the chance to ask this often, but apparently mine was near rupture, and I’d really like to hear others’ experiences.