Mushroom and pepperoni.
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An invincible wolf man, who is like a wolf in every regard save for the fact that he can fly.
(Note: This might be misinformation)
Mushroom and pepperoni.
Being an entire bear being eaten alive by an entire bear must be awful.
He’s pretty closed-minded about aliens as well for a man who has wrapped his head around the scale of our universe.
No, that’s a woman’s specialty.
Maybe it’s high time to start fucking people like this up. Like, really fuck them up.
I don’t find it particularly funny, but I certainly enjoyed the vibe of the entire skit.
I’ve been paying $25 CAD to support five family accounts and prevent my daughter from seeing ads during her monitored viewing. If that price goes up 30-50%, I’m fucking done. This was an expense I was willing to incur, as YouTube is literally the only media platform my family even uses anymore. Better price than cable and multiple streaming platforms, and (again) I’m paying that for five active accounts.
If anyone knows of a way for me to adblock through my Roku TV so that we can continue watching YouTube on it without a Premium account, I’m all ears. The TV is the only reason I’m not just using uBlock to begin with. I’m really not into the idea of hooking a laptop up via HDMI if I can avoid it. Just feels like a sloppy user experience for anyone else in the household wanting to watch YouTube on TV.
For me it’s less about my knowledge vs. theirs, and more about get the fuck away from me and stop trying to make a sale.
They’re like horseflies circling around your head repeatedly, even though you’ve politely shooed them away multiple times. There is a furniture/appliance chain in Canada called The Brick that is hands-down the worst offender for pushy salesmen. I haven’t gone into one in years because every time I do I wind up wanting to scream and hurl an ottoman through the front window.
I firmly believe this is one of the main reasons retail is dying. I’m willing to pay the markup for the convenience of buying a product and having it in-hand today, but when I enter a mall and there are vultures on every corner trying to make small-talk and casually direct me to today’s hot deals, I want nothing to do with it.
Switched from using Old Spice Body Wash (RIP Krakengard) to Dove beauty bars and showers have become infinitely more pleasant. It feels good to apply, it smells like oatmeal and rice milk, and it always gets the stank off my nuts and ass the first time, unlike body wash.
That’s the Fart Monster 2k.
It’s crazy to me that people are still watching TV and tuning into things like new episodes of The Simpsons. My wife and I just drove out to Vancouver last week and stayed in a few hotels along the way. Using the TVs at each one (with a living, breathing TV Guide Channel) felt a little surreal. We were supposed to have sex the one night and instead I fell asleep watching the Paralympics.
The lore books in The Elder Scrolls series, hands-down.
There is an entire universe of conflicting knowledge, personal bias, and unreliable narrators that leave Tamriel’s history feeling very real, and very open to interpretation. The fun of it is piecing together the truth somewhere in the middle. But I’ll die on the hill that the Arcturian Heresy is absolute horseshit written by a madman, and comparable to the scribbles of a paranoid schizophrenic on an anti-vax forum. Anyone who references that volume in regards to Tiber Septim and the forming of the empire is an impressionable dweeb.
I rage nearly every day when a bag either rips beside the seal, or has such garbage perforations that you have to use scissors on it regardless of their presence.
After some digging I’ve learned I’m misremembering it being Homey, and it was instead the 1991 film Shakes the Clown.
Realized this having been Homey is a false memory, and found out it was Shakes the Clown.
I’ve come to learn from other responses that this was likely not a Homey movie, but I’ve always believed since childhood that it was. Someone said it might be called Vulgar (2000), but that seems too late in my life to correlate to the movie we saw. I’m currently digging to figure out what it was. I swear the men sitting around talking about pussy were clowns.
Edit: Looks like it was Shakes the Clown.
Homey the Clown Shakes the Clown. Dad took that shit out after three lines. Maybe. The movie started with a group of clowns/men discussing their pussy preferences.
Tracks include:
Papa’s Little Baby Mimo
Do You Ever Mimo-Berry-Boy
Asha Luego
Two Many Kitties
There are probably more but these are most regularly in rotation.
Jesus Christ, you can’t just show a bunch of the Scrolls. I’m not a fucking moth priest! You’re going to cause a lot of new disabilities.
Saw a lynx cross the road ahead of us in the Yukon.