I reckon he will suffer an actual brain bleed the moment he tells the truth.

Basically he wants to see the manager about making a return.

Some people just wanna watch the world score a Flush Five.

In my heart I feel that there are yet higher levels of fuckup still to be scaled.

Basically, highest level of fsck imaginable SO FAR.

When I went thru immigration, I made small talk about what my college’s Football team was up to that year. I HATED football. But my roomie was a fan and he always gave me a tl;dr I could recite in under a minute.

Holy hell I was always the fastest Asian guy thru foreign immigration at LAX.

Me and my roommate in college come from Southeast Asia. I’m of Chinese descent with lighter skin and he is darker skinned, more indicative of Southeast Asian natives ie Indonesia, Thailand, Phillipines.

We went to college in Texas. While he was out with a bunch of our fellow countrymen, they got stopped because the cops thought they were “behaving suspicious” while driving. But quite obviously it’s because they looked Mexican. While waiting for one cop to search the vehicle, my friend put his hands in his pockets, and the cops immediately had their hands on their pistol holsters. HANDS WHERE WE CAN SEE THEM.

This was before 9/11. We both moved back home and found work here. Being a damn good engineer, he was given a contract job in Texas for a couple years, in the 2010s. He was asked by his bosses if he wanted to stay on for good, but he turned it down. Without elaborating, he told me, THINGS HAD GOTTEN WORSE.

As for me? Nothing much, just was called a COMMIE and asked where my little red book was. I think now they would shoot me.

There is an air gap. You’re safe.

But if water splashes up then it’s GAME OVER MAN.

As I get older, I start to view eating competitions less as fun and awesome and more like illness.

You say that and it’s funny, but it’s also sad and true.

Body: I need water.

Me: Every pizza is a personal pizza if you believe in yourself.

Playing marvel rivals is this for me. I just fixed my nephew’s PC for him. To test for overheating I opened up his account to run a dozen games. His MMR is so high I’m getting disinfected like a pesky germ. I ruined his KDA, but at least he’s not complaining because he can still rely on me for tech support.

I think you spelled Denuvo wrongly there…

To each their own I guess. Must have reached puberty during the original Tomb Raider period.

My last Samsung phone was the Galaxy S1

Best to end it while you are still “Master of your Domain”.

The word “Onomatopoeia” sound more complicated than what it means.

AND MY AXE!

I remember “Disney Princesses” did not yield the expected results.

I used to call it ActiBlizz. What am I supposed to do now?