You want President Dwayne Elizondo Mountain Dew Herbert Camacho?

Just don’t connect the Smart TV to the internet.

Jaffa Cakes. https://youtu.be/EZnsOZsA7_4?si=KM20LO3yR-prYbrR

Snyder’s pretzel pieces (the really really Ranch-y ones) are god-tier.

Divinity: Original Sin 1 / 2 Dragon Age (any) Baldur’s Gate (any)

Excellent, LONG story if you want them to be. You have a group to adventure with.

The only proper way to pronounce data is the way Captain Jean Luc Picard pronounces it.

Yeah, if a parent yells at me for grabbing a kids hand to keep them from running into traffic, I will look them in the face and tell them that I will just let their kid get smeared for 80 yards next time.

I have no patience for that.

Cats make biscuits!

Assassin’s Creed says what?

On all non-steam games added to my library, I always do a quick internet search for “+ steam deck control” to help with the layout. It’s not perfect, but I find a lot of useful info for starters.

The cool thing about the Deck is that you can push the Steam key and update those controller settings on the fly.

I play all my GOG games on the Steam Deck. It takes only a very small amount of tweaking. Additionally, I add them as “non-steam games” in the library, update the artwork and icon, and have a very clean interface.

I play Minecraft on the Deck the same way.

Any second sentence in a bulleted list gets it’s own sub-bullet.

No periods.

One person on the Irish side went as far as to show the New Yorkers images of 9/11 on his phone.

Fucking savage.

If you have chickens, you will automatically dislike raccoons.

If given the opportunity, raccoons will get into a coop and kill all chickens. It won’t eat the chickens. It will just kill them.

Have you seen thr Oreos with Swedish Fish flavored creme?

I’m calling it now.

Windows 11 will be the new Windows 8. Or NT. Or millennium.

Until the manufacturing delays start due to actuators disintegrating and locking pilots in the machines.

My grandma came in with a hot take on this.

“If she was a bitch at 17, she is a bitch at 70.”

I disagreed with one of my Philosophy course instructors vehemently regarding religion and pushing religious views on others.

Due to my inability to “suck it up and shut up” during class, I was frequently at odds with the professor.

Due to that, my papers were graded more and more harshly. At the middle point of the semester, I had a D.

What my shitty professor taught me was that sometimes you just need to regurgitate what the person in power believes just to survive. I quit raising my hand or arguing during class, and I just word vomited his BS during assignments and tests. He smuggly thought he won me over to his views by the end of the course.

I walked with a B at the end of the course. After the final grades were official, the professor wanted me to join an advanced Philosophy course with him.

In some terms or another, I told him that I would not join the additonal course. I also mentioned that I felt that he used his lecturn as a pulpit to push his views on a younger generation. I told him that he didn’t have a convert, but he did teach me a lot on what not to be.

All of the Flavor Rush line.

My submission was the Flavor Rush ranch pretzels.