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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)
A schmetterling is the approximate amount of shit one spackles into the bowl of the toilet after a particularly fibrous day. It’s not so much that it clogs the plumbing or anything, but it certainly leaves a schmetterling of evidence behind for the next man to attempt to knock loose with his stream.
A very beautiful word.
Ah, I thought consoles were still rolling with 30. Haven’t owned one in years.
Isn’t 30 the standard on console anyway? Doesn’t seem too bad if they’re getting close. Either way, every time the game is delayed it gives me renewed hope that the developer at least cares about getting it right. And hey, if they fuck it up, the modders will have Anomaly 2 or something similar coming down the pipeline within a year or two.
I’m more of a Mephisto guy myself, but it never hurts to run Baal.
(turns up the Delicate Steve)
Someone has had me on his physical jokemail list for nearly a year now and I love it. The best part is most of the weird shit is fully visible to the poor courier delivering it.
Dude, I’m a fucking Produce Manager and this had me bamboozled. I had to re-watch multiple times to make sure AI didn’t morph stonefruit into hamsters. It did. I was bamboozled.
Edit: Guinea pigs*
Lately it’s Batter Up, by Brand New.
https://youtu.be/jprzj-nQNpI?si=K3QO8PdvLEbRBkHy
This one is great too. Goodnight California, by Kathleen Edwards:
God damn, brother. I bet you thought that was a zinger.
I love reading Geth references in the wild.
I still don’t know who is responsible, but someone I know has not only signed me up for his monthly physical joke mail (I’m up to three, expecting four now), but they’re paying nearly twice the monthly Patreon subscription to have them mailed to me internationally in Canada.
The first one was a awkward family photo that read something along the lines of, “New family has moved to [my street here]. Please don’t talk to us. It’s nothing personal, we’re just in a religion that makes us not want you to talk to us.”
My wife and I had a hell of a time pinpointing where it even originated until finally finding a somewhat obscure Twitter post, using reverse image search on the postcard.
“YES, M’LORD?”
“WHAT IS IT?”
“MORE WERK?”
“RIGHT-O…”
“OFF I GO, THEN!”
A coworker of mine was telling me that my daughter might like the new Little Mermaid movie. Said it was decent, but that Halle Berry looks kind of weird now. I got a kick out of that, because the actress in it is Halle Bailey.
He used the weird cup we use to wash my daughter’s hair.
No idea, but I did shrooms with my best friend and went golfing at dawn in the afterglow of it all. We had never golfed before. Didn’t know the etiquette. Apparently these people golf half a hole and then leave their balls just laying on the course while they go jack off at the club for a while. My friend and I think there’s just free balls and we’re like “Wow, dude. Free balls!”, and put them in our bag. Minutes later Fuckity-Dooda and the gang return to the hole and start interrogating us about the balls. We had no idea what was going on, or that those balls weren’t just free ball-berries lying about for the picking.
I don’t remember how we defused the situation, but I do remember awkwardly getting their balls back out of our bags an being like, “Oh, well there was these balls…”, and then driving around the course for another hour avoiding humans whole we sobered up.
Something about this sentence really makes me want to be a pirate. Like a lot.
The recurring use of the word bird throughout that series is one of my favorite parts of the show. I love Birdman, the Australian mullet adventurah who shows about at the Air B&B togoonawalkabewt…
“What’s a robin?”
“It’s a little bidder!”
We just use a Santa hat. Looks great as a topper. Gotta tilt it slightly.
STOP POSTING PICTURES OF THE SCROLLS! I swear this generation is reckless for upvotes. I only caught a glimpse and I saw the position I’m going to be shitting in when I die.