Why are we getting my ISP inolved in this imaginary ass play?
How was the hangover?
And do you care to elaborate on the Foundation writers and personal narratives?
You can’t take the sky from me.
Nope, the Taliban are like christo-fascist fundamentalists in ignoring or intentionally misinterpreting their scriptures to ban abortion.
Someone should tell them that someday somehow they will die and someone’s gonna steal their carbon.
I’ve been pretty damn high in my day but never that stupid.
That is…incredibly asinine.
If you’re phone help desk: absolutely does not matter if you are in pajamas you can do the work. Office help desk: fuck you if I’m pressing shirts and pants to wear while cabling up a cubicle.
That’s…actually acceptable to me as well. The only problem is we’ll still have highly ambitious sociopaths who want to grab the reins.
That’s just, like, your opinion, man.
-Jeff
I don’t bet money
I see you’re visiting us from the Fae lands. In that case we’ll wager the memory of your first kiss.
Stick with it. You will find players. Try game nights at you local game/comic/fantasy shop. A lot of schools have a gaming club. Our son has been in one since primary and he is a high school freshman this year (9th year).
Just found Fae Farm today if you’re looking for something similar.
Merci, now I know how to say “reading comprehension” en francais.
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