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the thing is you are going to get older and you are going to die. you don't have unlimited time on earth. you have to spend all your time on your phone now

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idgaf if bethesda ever tells us concretely which country launched the first nuke, the only answer i will accept is the original one, the one that said "we wont tell you, because it doesnt matter. there is no moral highground in the story of the great war, and the end result for those alive today is all the same either way. those most responsible faced the fewest consequences, and no justice was served. there is no justifiable way to nuke anyone, no matter who struck first. everyone lost and thats the very nature of war and always has been. war is evil, and in that way, war never changes"

not broadcasting who was "really to blame" is purposeful, and any other answer would undercut fallout's core identity to me

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[jerk off motion] "this guy thinks the nature of God can be described without contradiction."

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if we are mutuals we will be reborn into the same cicada horde

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usamericans do really love making posts about parking lots. i met god in a parking lot. fighting my ex in a parking lot. it's like their main biome

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I don't know if you've ever been to Paris before, but I recommend going. Normally, I would not have gone, but I made a really rich enemy on IRC and he spent a lot of money to have me kidnapped and brought to his home country. While I was there, I got to try a bunch of restaurants (they're hostage-takers, not barbarians) and came away impressed. Something was missing, though, and herein is my genius idea.

In Paris you can get any kind of food. Chinese, Vietnamese, Japanese, Thai: and it's all good. All of it. You literally can't find a bad restaurant. At one point, I walked into a convenience store and got a plate of one-Euro nachos that made me cry at the beauty of the arrangement.

Everyone around me was taking this for granted. Having lived there for years, their quality threshold had crept invisibly upwards until nothing could impress again. They needed something to re-calibrate their sense of truly bad food. That's where I came in. After I got kicked out of the country, I decided to come back with some investor support. I can burn cereal, usually by roasting it gently with a blowtorch on the top of an old gas can. Investors were easy to find.

Our first week of opening was tremendous. Hardened Parisians were discovering their first taste of truly incompetent food. The novelty of it all had captured them. There's just one problem, though: after making an entire lunch rush's first of poorly-cut toast in reheated canned soup, my cooking skills began to improve from sheer experience. The complaints began to change tone. You got too good, they cried, you're not the same bad chef we once loved. Again, I was deported.

I looked out the window of the plane as it left De Gaulle, staring down onto the beautiful streets of Paris. Down there, I imagined, real gourmets were now eating food out of trash cans out of desperation to recapture what they had experienced with me. If there is one nice thing to be said, I now have two Michelin Stars here in my homeland of Canada, where my consommé-and-grilled-cheese recipe is now so much better than most of our restaurants that it made the Prime Minister Herself come and spit in my face for ruining the economy, before awarding me an Order of Canada. It's not the same.

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U.S. conservatives always talk about creating jobs but get SO MAD whenever anyone mentions banning prison labor like imagine the insane ammout of jobs that would be created literally overnight if companies in your country had to actually employ people instead of using slave labor from people that got caught with weed 10 years ago.

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love them;;

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"people in real life: hey man how's it going" is a killer phrase. instantly neutralizes whatever insane discourse you find online. gonna start using that from now on

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The 1993 Super Mario Bros. movie is obviously not without its flaws: its production was not only hell for the actors but it was also, frankly, dangerous, and in retrospect it was definitely not the sort of film Nintendo wanted to attach their flagship franchise to. But much more so than the 2023 film the film understood that film and video games are two completely different mediums and that gameplay as it is shown in a video game is mostly a contrivance to grant players agency over the action. You can't make a film about an Italian man jumping on turtles and driving go-karts because jumping on turtles and driving go-karts are simply means of utilizing the language of video games towards telling the story. A video game movie that simply translates the act of gameplay (down to a progression of "levels") into film simply turns the player into a spectator: the interactivity lost the viewer is reduced to a passive recipient for what would undoubtedly be a fun set piece to play but does not serve any major narrative function,

The bank robber on the phone with the hostage negotiator: Please just send the SWAT team in to kill us all

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I just want to get dicked down again =/

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[silicon-based life form sci-fi author voice] yeah so this galactic civilization, they’re made from carbon, so they have bones. their leader is the uh, high bonespeaker, rules from the seat of their government, the big skull

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I love when our girls get to Canaan house and one of the first interactions they have with non ninth human beings is Dulcinea commenting on how charming and novel it is to meet a ninth house nun, and then Harrow leads them in the Ninth version of the prayer and everyone stares at her like she has twelve heads, and Gideon is treated like the avatar of death itself swooping through the corridors

And we, as the reader, had just been going along with the bone motif the whole time. This is a book about necromancers, sure, skeletons working the fields, skull paint, bone prayer beads. That tracks.

And then they get out in the real world and it turns out the Ninth are just fucking weirdos being treated like a 12th century nun just walked onto the set of a modern reality show set because that's exactly what fucking happened.

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house we need to cure this patient

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please be patient with me im from the 1900s

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I hate that after you hit 21 you run out of new privileges to earn. I think at 25 I should be able to use dynamite recreationally