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i'm wasting my life on the computer when i could be living my life to the fullest on the computer
Hey, hey, breathe... Look at me.... This is all your fault, okay?
Overwatch is the gayest crap since Homestuck . But worse.
やめ!やめるですよ!
Stop! Stop it!
"Cats on a Plane" by artist Kelly Pringle.
i think its charming when peoples personal lives improve and they get drastically worse at posting
Would it be considered “gay” to go for a walk in the evening?
yes like obviously
"The Ancients were capable of wondrous things, but they often made mistakes, and 'dungeons' are the outcome of those mistakes" is a common conceit in dungeon-crawling fantasy, but the Ancients' fuckups are typically framed as products of hubris or madness. I want to see a setting where they messed up for the same reason that real-world engineering and public works projects often come to horrifying ends. The safety reports were suppressed because the architect was somebody's cousin. The plans clearly called for unobtanium rods, but a malfeasant contractor swapped them for mudanium and pocketed the difference. Somebody got sick of having to re-summon the hellgate each dawn and propped it open with a shoe.
The warding sigils would have detected the problem, but they were so overtuned that they were constantly throwing false alarms, so eventually one of the assistant thaumaturges simply disconnected them and forgot to tell anyone they'd done so.
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Poppy Garden (1905) by Willard Metcalf
Lion from Wildlife Park 2
The Panera bread wanter
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