I’d live, but it’d suck even more.

What immediately came to my mind was the phrase, “A key that opens a lot of locks is a good key, a lock that is opened by a lot of keys is a shitty lock.” And generally, that’s something you’re a lot more likely to bump into than rape, which is a much more uncomfortable to talk about for a lot of people and so it’s almost never going to be brought up. Combine that with some rape cases that get swept under the rug with phrases like, “boys will be boys,” “she was asking for it,” or even something as outright cruel as “it’s the only way she’d get laid anyways,” and yeah, where OP is coming from isn’t too hard to understand.

Wut.

Looked this up. Can’t believe Record of Lodoss War got a game in 2021. I remember watching the 1990 anime on Toonami’s online-only list of anime at the time, along with Harlock Saga. Both old school AF.

Don’t get me wrong, I like the snacks. I like this shift away from artificial ingredients. But my fucking god, I hate the marketing trend of pretending like a goddamm snack food is some sorta fucking vibe/mood/lifestyle/movement. I wish nothing but the worst on the people who think this shit up.

I have a list of Metroidvanias I’ve started but never completed. The only one that managed to hold my attention to completion that wasn’t an actual Metroid title was Bloodstained: Ritual of the Night. Which is a shame, because Ori and The Blind Forest is beautiful and Hollowknight is very cute, but neither could really hold my attention.

I didn’t shit the whole journey, then I crapped it all out into Christ’s crib. You won’t hear about it in the Bible, but the Bible carries on the spirit of the gift: it’s a bunch of shit.

If they draw the gun first you’ve every right to fire back. Fuck 'im. Or rather, fuck his daughter and be the new Daddy.

Once upon a time, there was a man named Abraham, who beget two sons, who each beget one of two shitty peoples, who both claim some mystical sky daddy gave them the right of land ownership. And they’ve been fighting ever since, barring an occasional peace that always got broken. But now, one side is curb stomping the other hard, largely in part due to outside aid.

Sorry, but I can’t see the justification for it. I’m on board with everyone else who’s suggesting statistics, though.

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Nobody is flexing anything with a common fast-food brand hot sauce.

Only ever had one, kinda. Though I’m not sure I’d call it comfortable? But it’s… visceral, which is mildy amusing because it’s trying to be cerebrial, but too much of the dialogue is just scattered quotes and philosophy references. Anyways, the movie is Ghost in the Shell: Innocence. The second one that was directed by Mamoru Oshii. These days, I don’t get anything out of watching it anymore. I watched it one too many times. But I’ve never taken to any movie like I did that one, so, it wins.

Firework sulphur

I promise you the lack of modern oven wouldn’t be the worst part. Making do with a wood-fire oven would be fine. It’s the proofing process that would be a pain in the ass. When raising bread, time, temperature, and humidity are all pretty much ingredients, and things can get finnicky. A proofer helps immensely with keeping bulk batches of bread a consistent quality day after day. The cooking bit is the easy part. But imagine just having a change of weather fuck with things and then you have to adjust the environment as best you can so the bread’ll rise right, and keep it stable for hours.

I baked as a living for 5 years, and I’m in the midwest USA, so I dealt with all 4 seasons varying. And on top of that a lot of the shop was glass windows, so you can bet the weather messed with things. Even with the proofer. So without, man, it’s annoying just to think about. Would probably have to seal a room up aside from a chimney, keep a fire going, and take a boiling pot of water off and on the fire to keep the air the right humidity.

Baking bread goes back pretty far. Think I’d rather just jump of a cliff, though.

Being an astronaut was defo something I idolized as being a kid. Then I got older and realized what it’d take to actually live that life, and the risks involved in rocket travel, and things like muscle dystrophy from being in zero G too long. Not to mention all the schooling and training needed. And it’s all for… not much, really. Like, at the end of the day, space travel does not actually help humanity that much. Now, satellites have certainly changed things a shit ton, but like, we’re not going to other planets anytime soon. We’re not gathering resources from other planets. We’re not terraforming. Our “going to outer space” is parking your ass in a station in orbit and living with reduced QoL while you run experiments in zero-G. Just like, nah, fuck all that noise.

Definitely debt.

I played the first game way, way back. At the very least, I remember completing it, and liking it. So fast forward several years, the game goes on sale plenty, and I’ve forgotten nearly all of it, but remembered I liked it. So why not play it again, right? Picked it up for cheap, and just could not get into it. I tried a couple times even, but I just can’t for some reason.

I like my meat rare but having my dinner mewing at me is a bit much.

I preface this by stating I am not a parent, so if you want to take my words with a grain of salt, fine. But overall, I don’t see anything inherently wrong with a senior befriending a freshman. Like, I understand your caution, but as long as the older person is decent, it’s really just fine. Being wary is one thing, but I wouldn’t step in and force a seperation or anything unless some bad signs crop up first. If your wife and daughter are both on the same side, and they’re close to one another, then I think that’s all the more reason you should just step back and wait and see for now.