Hahaha the true joy of being an uncle!

From Dr Seuss’s “The tough coughs as he ploughs the dough”

And then for a hat trick, throw in Big Clive.

A lot of times I start out with Normal difficulty, and a game eventually escalates its difficulty past what I am capable of delivering. At which point I find that the only way to change the difficulty is to start over, so I uninstall it.

The Blackwell series, West of Loathing, Talos Principle II, To The Moon series.

You can play it at “accurately model the thermal vibration of molecules” framerates.

What’s even funnier is “14.39% of players have gotten this far before uninstalling the game and forgetting about it forever”

It’s been a while since I’ve seen Sinfest, I wonder what that delightful little comic of yesteryear is up to now…

LG is the king of shitting out its own compressor

Frosty Diarry Dessert®️

The database is running on an IBM made in 1954. Commas literally weren’t invented yet.

There’s another patient who didn’t get the toe amputation, and gangrene spread to where he lost the entire leg and 80% of his kidney function. This one did not thank acupuncture for his outcome.

This one very famous case of a guy who got very lucky, and ended up alive and uncrippled and didn’t have to take time off from perpetual dialysis treatments to smile for magazine covers maybe doesn’t represent what generally happens to people in his situation.

There should be exactly one game allowed to keep its “fuck your accessibility, git gud nüb” difficulty, and its name is Zadette.

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I can kinda see “shot an old horse or two” as being a positive thing, okay you got over the squeamishness of it and did a sick animal a mercy.

Winging a goat and gosh I gotta go get more ammo to finish this one off, well that’s starting to get a little peculiar.

LIKING IT SO MUCH THAT YOU WENT OUT AND GOT A NEW PUPPY SO YOU COULD DO IT AGAIN, well hoooly fuck we are getting into something entirely else now aren’t we?

The magic missile knows where it is at all times, because it knows where it isn’t.

It’s not like it’s terribly uncommon for some Earth species or other to go from sexual reproduction, to giving asexual reproduction another try. What invariably happens is that the daughters only sub-species does well for a few generations, and then gets completely wiped out by some disease. We’re not having sex for fun, we’re having it because “applying combinatorics to our genetics (particularly the immune system genes)” is the best tool we have to try to stay ahead of microbes.

Shaking hands with St. Peter, slipping him a crisp $20: I think everything’s all set here, don’t you Pete? C’mon, open up those big beautiful pearly gates.

That sounds a lot nicer than the jav ascript garbage colle ction nightmar e that is gnome-m utter / gjs

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