I'll watch a couple of 10 minute long YouTube videos about criminal profiling and become an expert on the subject, then go back and read Scintillae's posts again.
I believe that is how the kids are doing it these days, yes.
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This hypothetical baby is now in kindergarten. Where did the time go...?
Come *and* go? At my age?! Do you really want to hurt me?
HUH? DID YOU SAY BREAKFAST IS OPEN OR NOT? WHAT DO THEY HAVE? I'M A MAN WITHOUT CONVICTIONS!
Nicki Minaj? Is she part of this now? Did I miss something somewhere?Yes... good... good... and now that I *have* cookies, perhaps there's someone who wants cookies? Wants them badly enough to trade a little trifle like their immortal soul?Maybe, if I can have cookies and Nicki Minaj... and a Mutron Biphase... though even if not, I do think I'd have the better side of the deal, TBH... Feh. Kids today with their music and their pants...
I once ran out of printer paper. I felled a 3,000 year old redwood. Pulped it with my bare hands. Mixed in some water from the drinking fountain. Stamped it out and dried it in the break room microwave. Boom. Printer paper. Those Accounts Receivable memos never looked so crisp.Except all your artisan paper smells like fish and burnt popcorn. That's how everything used to smell! And that's how we liked it, consarn it! Back then, we had no convictions. And we didn't know how to sell contradictions... and we smelled like fish and burnt popcorn. There may have been a lot of coming and going, I can't really remember any more.
Someone on somebody’s lawn?! GIT! SHOO! MUSIC REACHED ITS PINNACLE IN 1983, THAT’S JUST SCIENCE! Lousy whippersnappers.
*eldritch dutch ovens*Is that a 5e warlock ability? Fifth edition? Pah! I only play an edition so old there isn't an ordinal number for it on account of the letters 't' and 'h' wasn't invented yet! WE KNEW OW O AVE FUN RIG!
Freehold is against new classes. Yer damn right! Back in my day, we had ONE class. And it was “Player”. And the only class ability was “roll dice”. Dragons et the lot of us every session and that were fine by us. Not like these kids with their “dwarves” and their “fighters”. Pshaw!
They really want to hurt you.
Why not a nice gift card, maybe? Practical AND thoughtful...
with your hands on your hips You bring your knee in tight. Consarn it! I ain’t been able to do that since ‘83! I’m a man without good flexion
We're old. No more late-night antics for us. I can usually last later than anyone else in the party but a couple of them begin dozing off around 9:30. Seriously. There’s a NINE thirty now?!
Paleo? Pfft. New-fangled nonsense. I'm doing the Archae diet. I subsist entirely on superheated hydrogen sulfide. It was good enough for my unicellular ancestors, by gorrah, it's good enough for me!
Feh. Kids today with your music and your pants... Back in my day, we had ONE NOTE! And it was a G. And that was good enough. The only time signature was 1/1. Lyrics? You'd better not bring that newfangled word-crap round here, dagnabit! G G G G G G G we'd sing. Anyone who moved rhythmically, we'd burn as a witch. Kept us warm on account of the glaciers. *wanders off muttering about mammoth hunting and the inability to find decent sarsparilla*
Aged Wizzie for the win! ;P I occasionally take an aged wizzie. It is never a win.
Pfft. You call this an edition war? I remember back when we all played a game called & because alliteration and the letter D hadn't been invented yet. Our math was so primitive in that edition that only number we could roll was a 1. Everything was a critical fumble and that's how we liked it. Then some guy named Pythagoras strolls into the agora and sets up his fancy table and pulls out a d2. "Who'd like a chance to succeed?" he asked. Well, let me tell you, we grabbed that guy (none of your complicated poindexter grapple rules needed) and hustled him and his fancy "coin flip" system down to the nearest Witch Huckin Cliff and tossed him right into the Aegean. That's how you edition war.
Kids today, with your slang and your maritime larceny...
Something weird that annoys me? Every time someone starts a discussion thread about an upcoming movie or TV series and they include "trailer" in the thread title. No. No, no, no, NO. We're going to be using the same thread to be discussing the actual movie or show when it becomes available, so plan accordingly, thread creator! Whereas I and my trailerphile friends are sick and tired of you lousy cinematons gunking up our discussions with all your "plot" and "performances" and "scenes" and whatnot. Feh! Feh I say! EVERYONE KNOWS THE TRAILERS ARE THE ONLY GOOD PARTS OF MOVIES! GET OFF MAH LAWN! *shakes withered fist*
Feh! Kids today, with your music and your pants...
I just had a vision of one of them kids today, with their shoelaces all untied, on their cell phones trying to contact tech support...
Feh. Tell me about it. I used to be a man without convictions... And now, what comes and goes isn't a chameleon, it's my bladder control. *wanders off muttering about the decline of culture clubs*
For Chamber Pots that summon tiny beatlesDo you really expect them to play music for you when emptying your chamber pot? Yes. Yes I do. Especially that Ringo. You can tell he's a bad egg. Lousy layabout mods, with their skiffle music and their hair...
Dont lame video games this has been around at least as long as pong Seriously, right? I mean, come on. THERE ARE OTHER PADDLES! It's not just all about those two. I've got a 450-page loose-leaf binder full of Non-Player Paddles and lore... but noooo... they boot up Pong and it's "wonk wonk wonk" back and forth with just those two. Feh.
Codpiece.
To be honest, these days I'm a bit more sedentary. The knees gave out back in '06, and what with my angina, it doesn't do to just be running around town like a man without convictions. Also, I have several convictions.
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