Whang talking about some guy peeling the skin off of his own penis and feeding it to a dog or something.

Are there any new developments with the UAP hearings? Have we made any progress? Kicked down any doors? I assumed it just fizzled out and we would never get answers.

Wait 'til Martin comes…

For real. This Bozo must think we have access to turkey nuggets or something.

It means everyone is probably getting sick around here and having bad days because Mercury is in retrograde. At least, that’s what my co-worker once said in front of like fifteen people.

Was always normal in my family. Smoking and drinking indoors all day. Used to come home smelling like shit. But there were alcoholics. Good people, though.

redditors be like “r/thathappened…”

It’s a shame Google is going downhill so quickly because I still adore Pixel phones and their image quality/shutter speed/simplicity (they just come pre-loaded with Google bullshit). Does anyone have a suggestion for a worthy successor? I’d like one as close to stock Android as possible while actually rivaling Pixel cameras.

I remember getting talked into trying a Samsung S21 Ultra briefly (we’re out of Pixels right now, but the camera, bro, I swear, bro, best on the market, bro, you won’t be disappointed, bro) and that had one of the most unsatisfactory cameras I’ve ever dealt with, which was a bigger turn-off than it weighing more than a cinderblock and coming with an roaring Metropolis of bloatware. I couldn’t even snap a clear picture of my child if she was moving. It was like snapping blurry photos of a small cryptid.

I see Pixel hate occasionally, but I’ve been using them since the Pixel 3 and they’ve been like a snappy little pocket companion. Never felt more comfortable with a phone in my life, and each one feels just like the last but with improvements. Especially with the right launcher. I don’t want to move on from them, but my faith in Google has quickly evaporated.

My poop told me to stop eating Fiber 1 bars for a while, and it was right. I haven’t shit a cow patty in two days now.

What is this service, exactly? Do they host games on powerful PCs for you to play remotely or something?

Andrew Santino and Bobby Mom.

I tried for years to enjoy the Beatles, but I never really felt the same magic that others do. I certainly respect what they accomplished, but I find most of their music is just weird and whimsical.

Very pretty spot.

It’s the warm blend of its cozy art style, ambient audio, and the unparalleled soundtrack. You go through the grandpa intro and observe his strangely thin bed all over again. Then the Jojamart corporate hell scene. You open the letter and reading it even for the fifteenth time gives you an immediate sense of peace and relief, because you know you’re going back to the valley. It’s all good vibes from here.

The music fades away and you’re greeted with a quiet scene in the mountains, watching a grumbly coach bus speed past the sign, and you’re left with a moment between you and the countryside. There are a few trilling birds and one lands in the sign. You arrive at your stop and immediately that uplifting little song starts playing and Robin’s cute-ass face appears, probably with wood shavings in her bangs, and she still has that voice you crafted for her in your head after all these years. The mayor will too. She’s an old friend.

She ushers you away to your first long view of the farm. Now, you’ve already been here several times in the last decade, but that music. That warm, orangish pallete. That overgrown little cabin on that rugged patch of land. The music grooves on and right away you get butterflies in your stomach over the prospect of getting to be here everyday, cleaning it up and carving your own little life and operation. There is a sense of joy and freedom, and a million possibilities laying under that brush-strewn mess that used to be a field. It never fails to bring you right back and feel that magic again.

It’s like the developer perfectly captured our most innocent human desires in a tiny bottle.

Stardew Valley is a beautiful love letter from Eric Barone’s soul. I don’t want to see it fizzle out either. I’m a straight male but I would marry that man based purely on the gift he gave us.

Fallout is excellent.

I remember well the weird period of my life where I worked 12-hour overnights and would stay up for days at a time with the help of Adderall.

Sometimes I smell certain handsoaps in public washrooms and I get flashbacks to those long, strange, strung-out nights.

Bigger, hornier tigers.

My nostalgia for the little things in nature are honestly one of the most meaningful things in my life, and often something as simple as the sound of leaves quietly rattling across the ground on a damp autumn night evokes a deeply spiritual feeling.

Weird that you pass through so much of Ohio and don’t find any peepee or poopoo within.