As a mentally ill dude I would like to trade the disgusting affection for a 1991 Fiat Polski.

As much as I am loathed to use the comparison I’m just imagining a house absolutely full of little easter eggs like a particularly autistic version of hidden Mickey. You stare at the bathroom tiles for too long and realize that it’s a repeating pattern of the Alpha Legion hydra, there an Enclave symbol in the light fixture, and if you open the pantry at exactly 3 am you hear Karl Franz shouting “Summon the elector counts!”.

Hell you could still have specialists even, just instead of it being Steve who only knows how to build cookie cutter housing it’s Irish who is obsessed with mid 200s Hispano-Roman architecture. Or maybe it’s both of them working in harmony to create something truly horrifying.

That is just kinda vibing. Don’t know bout you but between my instincts and paranoia keeping watch for threats is a relatively calm vibe.

Firestarter kits are weirdly expensive why would you eat the best accelerate?

I rip the wifi card out and if that’s not available all things can be solved with the proper application of an angle grinder.

What do you want me to act like my kin circa 1995? Because if so you may want to get out of the way cause I’ve got a weed sprayer filled with diesel and a little cigarette!

Gonna start calling my gay artist friend a faggart now thanks.

Pasta Alfredo and gamersupps.

Means stupid, but can have different meanings depending on context, inflection, or pronunciation. For example it can be used for a rough equivalent to calling someone a dumbass.

So is it still imposter syndrome if I can recognize that I am in fact decently competent but think any recognition for said competency is at best stupid at worst a fine excuse to commit self sabotage? Because I could do an action of complete selflessness and heroism but if anyone congratulates me I will threaten their lives.

That’s what I tell myself when I eat expired MREs!

Can we swap that with falls feet first into a wood chipper at 75 percent power?

Fun fact a company did this with DVDs back in the day, once you broke the seal on it the air would react with a coating on the disk which would become increasingly dark until it became unreadable.

Where are the cheese curds? Fucking profligates is deep fried cheese too good for ya?

Nah I get why you hated it, most country is utter trash since most of it is Nashville country and fuck Nashville country. Also over the last 10 or so years music streaming has gotten become increasingly ready and available meaning it’s easier to avoid such trash. Though I’m partial to bluegrass, Reno, and Bakersfield country which have somewhat gone back to their more folkish roots.

BTW Steam Sumner sale is going on right now, Robocop for 5 bucks for the win! Id buy that for 5 dollars.

As someone who is 25 I must agree, not only do I not give a damn I actively welcome death. Shitty fucken eyesight not withstanding, I think there’s thinner ballistic glass

Sorry I can’t hear you I’m not wearing pants.

You misunderstand the math equation, much like how there is nothing manlier than two men (Femboys not accounted for due to unstable variables) there is nothing straighter that someone heterosexual appreciating homosexual tendencies of the opposite sex. Mind you this is operating on simplified variables, trans and bi folks make the math far far messier and I shall leave such matters of gayness and straightness to others who aren’t me.