The first four or five posts are lambasting a game before it's out based on an image, a live action trailer, and a basic description of the game will probably entail.
"Oh no, the main character has changed, I'm fucking ANGRY!!!!!!!!"
What the hell, guys? How about waiting to see something tangible first. Fuck almighty.
Counter Argument:
Metal Gear Solid 2.
That's not a counter argument. It's a title drop of one game that runs the full gamut of critical and user review and even if MGS2 were universally panned still doesn't serve as an example that excuses prejudgment in this particular case. In fact, even if there had been ten or twenty or even one hundred examples like MGS2, all universally panned, it still wouldn't be a valid pattern to justify prejudgment. Because prejudgment is universally wrong.
No, actually your cat is a wizard that is maintaining a glamour enchantment over your home so that when you step through, you think your dog is the one to blame but it's actually your cat. It's a slick bit of magic, but a complicated spell for a house cat. He must be brilliant.
Are you putting forth the hypothesis that my cats have sort of Wonder-Twinsed their powers together in order to be able to shit dog-shit all over my house in order to frame the hound?
Because I think it would be easier at that point to ritually murder the dog and make it look like she ran away because she's a whore who wants to get with all the dude-dogs and maybe afflict the household with some puppies when she finally gets back from her sex-vacation.
And Lex Luthor should have just sold his inventions on Esty or Ebay, but villains rarely do things the way us normal folk do.
My mother is the one who gave me this dog. I'm like "Can't you just once--just once--in your life not give me an animal that is irreparably broken?" (Spoiler: She cannot.) So the shameless dog joins the ranks of cats who hide behind washing machines for months on end and guinea pigs who will not tolerate being picked up and fish who eat all the other fish in spite of being vegetarians.
Ecoterrorism is actually the single largest terrorist threat at the moment. They don't usually kill people, but they blow up or set on fire very expensive things.
The first four or five posts are lambasting a game before it's out based on an image, a live action trailer, and a basic description of the game will probably entail.
"Oh no, the main character has changed, I'm fucking ANGRY!!!!!!!!"
What the hell, guys? How about waiting to see something tangible first. Fuck almighty.
Counter Argument:
Metal Gear Solid 2.
That's not a counter argument. It's a title drop of one game that runs the full gamut of critical and user review and even if MGS2 were universally panned still doesn't serve as an example that excuses prejudgment in this particular case. In fact, even if there had been ten or twenty or even one hundred examples like MGS2, all universally panned, it still wouldn't be a valid pattern to justify prejudgment. Because prejudgment is universally wrong.
....what?
Really?
This can't be real, can it?
All prejudgment is wrong. I don't even need to know the specifics of the prejudgment to know it's always wrong.
My sister returns from Prague. She got everyone what they asked for.
I ask for FLAT shoes. She brings me back 2inch heel ankle boots.
For my birthday I asked for soap she brings home a waffle iron.
SHE'S TRYING TO GIVE ME AN ANEURYSM.
Maybe she's giving you the pieces that you will need to one day solve a puzzle that you never imagined being confronted with.
In the moment you realize the waffle iron shaped indentation in the door matches the waffle iron your sister gave to you, you will know the love she has for you runs deeper than you thought possible.
My sister returns from Prague. She got everyone what they asked for.
I ask for FLAT shoes. She brings me back 2inch heel ankle boots.
For my birthday I asked for soap she brings home a waffle iron.
SHE'S TRYING TO GIVE ME AN ANEURYSM.
Maybe she's giving you the pieces that you will need to one day solve a puzzle that you never imagined being confronted with.
In the moment you realize the waffle iron shaped indentation in the door matches the waffle iron your sister gave to you, you will know the love she has for you runs deeper than you thought possible.
Or, she's bought the waffle iron so I'd make her waffles (I just recently learned I like to cook) and she bought the boots hoping I wouldn't like them (I'm 5'9. I do not need an extra 2 inches, especially with my atrocious posture and weak ankles) and she could wear them so she'd 5'8.
My sister returns from Prague. She got everyone what they asked for.
I ask for FLAT shoes. She brings me back 2inch heel ankle boots.
For my birthday I asked for soap she brings home a waffle iron.
SHE'S TRYING TO GIVE ME AN ANEURYSM.
Maybe she's giving you the pieces that you will need to one day solve a puzzle that you never imagined being confronted with.
In the moment you realize the waffle iron shaped indentation in the door matches the waffle iron your sister gave to you, you will know the love she has for you runs deeper than you thought possible.
Or, she's bought the waffle iron so I'd make her waffles (I just recently learned I like to cook) and she bought the boots hoping I wouldn't like them (I'm 5'9. I do not need an extra 2 inches, especially with my atrocious posture and weak ankles) and she could wear them so she'd 5'8.
I didn't think any girl would turn down an extra 2 inches.
Ecoterrorism is actually the single largest terrorist threat at the moment. They don't usually kill people, but they blow up or set on fire very expensive things.
My sister returns from Prague. She got everyone what they asked for.
I ask for FLAT shoes. She brings me back 2inch heel ankle boots.
For my birthday I asked for soap she brings home a waffle iron.
SHE'S TRYING TO GIVE ME AN ANEURYSM.
Maybe she's giving you the pieces that you will need to one day solve a puzzle that you never imagined being confronted with.
In the moment you realize the waffle iron shaped indentation in the door matches the waffle iron your sister gave to you, you will know the love she has for you runs deeper than you thought possible.
Or, she's bought the waffle iron so I'd make her waffles (I just recently learned I like to cook) and she bought the boots hoping I wouldn't like them (I'm 5'9. I do not need an extra 2 inches, especially with my atrocious posture and weak ankles) and she could wear them so she'd 5'8.
I didn't think any girl would turn down an extra 2 inches.
If it makes me wobbly and I almost fall over and knock my two front teeth out (again), I turn it down.
I never turn down an extra 2 inches of scarf though. Or gloves. I've always wanted gloves that go up to my biceps. Or, where my biceps are supposed to be.
So a few weeks ago, my coworkers bought me a birthday cake and sang to me and whatnot. I had some trouble blowing out the candles. So I grinned and said "I guess I'm just bad at blowing." Then I looked up and remembered I was at work. The awkward chuckles helped remind me.
This is why I say all these terrible things in chat; to purge them from my mind when I go to work the next day.
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All prejudgment is wrong. I don't even need to know the specifics of the prejudgment to know it's always wrong.
So you can decide that all future prejudgments will be wrong...by prejudging them?
Yes. I don't see the problem with this. The circle is the most pristine shape in existence. Therefore, circular logic is the most pristine logic in existence.
I think this insanely attractive girl was hitting on me on the subway. I don't get it. My hair was all sweaty and tied back in the sloppiest way possible and I was half-asleep in a hoodie and my knuckles had a big cut on them. What.
Ecoterrorism is actually the single largest terrorist threat at the moment. They don't usually kill people, but they blow up or set on fire very expensive things.
It kind of works. The Frakenstein cat injured herself recently, and the Igor cat kind of went mad with power. She was all "I will groom you now!" and the other cat was stuck just riding it out. Presumably there was a point at which the descending relative power of one met the ascending relative power of the other, and they were, for the moment, equals capable of conspiring and truly cooperative action. I guess if that happened to occur during the few hours I was out, they could have framed the dog.
Ecoterrorism is actually the single largest terrorist threat at the moment. They don't usually kill people, but they blow up or set on fire very expensive things.
I think this insanely attractive girl was hitting on me on the subway. I don't get it. My hair was all sweaty and tied back in the sloppiest way possible and I was half-asleep in a hoodie and my knuckles had a big cut on them. What.
I always displease her. She's a very angry person by nature.
I guess you're stuck enduring her shitty gifts for a while then. I would suggest finding someone to whom they can reliably be regifted and spite-gifting the hell out of holiday occasions when it comes to her. Find some nice perfume to which she is allergic and feign confusion on a bi-annual basis, all claiming that you were under the impression that it was her favorite.
Ecoterrorism is actually the single largest terrorist threat at the moment. They don't usually kill people, but they blow up or set on fire very expensive things.
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I ask for FLAT shoes. She brings me back 2inch heel ankle boots.
For my birthday I asked for soap she brings home a waffle iron.
SHE'S TRYING TO GIVE ME AN ANEURYSM.
....what?
Really?
This can't be real, can it?
Yes.
And Lex Luthor should have just sold his inventions on Esty or Ebay, but villains rarely do things the way us normal folk do.
I bet your cats are plotting together right now.
My mother is the one who gave me this dog. I'm like "Can't you just once--just once--in your life not give me an animal that is irreparably broken?" (Spoiler: She cannot.) So the shameless dog joins the ranks of cats who hide behind washing machines for months on end and guinea pigs who will not tolerate being picked up and fish who eat all the other fish in spite of being vegetarians.
Stretch out your arms straight ahead, close your hands into fists, and rotate your hands slowly in a circle?
All prejudgment is wrong. I don't even need to know the specifics of the prejudgment to know it's always wrong.
Maybe she's giving you the pieces that you will need to one day solve a puzzle that you never imagined being confronted with.
In the moment you realize the waffle iron shaped indentation in the door matches the waffle iron your sister gave to you, you will know the love she has for you runs deeper than you thought possible.
I would kill for a waffle iron.
Except I'd probably almost never use it because it seems like a bitch to clean out and they sell really good waffles across the street.
Or, she's bought the waffle iron so I'd make her waffles (I just recently learned I like to cook) and she bought the boots hoping I wouldn't like them (I'm 5'9. I do not need an extra 2 inches, especially with my atrocious posture and weak ankles) and she could wear them so she'd 5'8.
I got hoes in different
Area Codes
Not so bad actually.
Unless you put too much batter in. Then it spills over everywhere and gets in the hinges and yeah that sucks to clean up.
I didn't think any girl would turn down an extra 2 inches.
Actually, its really easy to clean. It's non-stick.
But still, I wanted to try the soap from Lush. I had been going on about it for a month, I even told her directly when she asked.
Waffle iron out of no where.
So you can decide that all future prejudgments will be wrong...by prejudging them?
If you were my sister, I would brave Lush for you.
Lush fucking reeks of chemicals. It stinks from a mile away. It gives me a headache. I hate it.
But I'd get you your soap.
Point. Though if the cats are plotting, it's not together. One of them is totally the Dr. Frakenstein to the other's Igor.
If it makes me wobbly and I almost fall over and knock my two front teeth out (again), I turn it down.
I never turn down an extra 2 inches of scarf though. Or gloves. I've always wanted gloves that go up to my biceps. Or, where my biceps are supposed to be.
So a few weeks ago, my coworkers bought me a birthday cake and sang to me and whatnot. I had some trouble blowing out the candles. So I grinned and said "I guess I'm just bad at blowing." Then I looked up and remembered I was at work. The awkward chuckles helped remind me.
This is why I say all these terrible things in chat; to purge them from my mind when I go to work the next day.
you are awesome
Yeah, well, you know what they say.
Like, my guy is obviously firing magical bolts or beams here. How is that physical, but the rest of my spells deal magic damage?
That's so sweet. Thank you
I just wanted to try their soap cause I heard it was pretty good and in weird shapes.
Yes. I don't see the problem with this. The circle is the most pristine shape in existence. Therefore, circular logic is the most pristine logic in existence.
Have you displeased her? I ask because this is what I do to my siblings when they have displeased me.
"Bottle of Grey Goose? So you can drunk-dial me at work again? I think not. It will be oven mitts or nothing at all."
I always displease her. She's a very angry person by nature.
She comes home today:
Me: Hey!
Her: *looking at my brand spanking new glasses* Are those Ray-Bans?
Me: ...Yeah?
Her: You're a loser.
NEVER MIND that she just bought herself a pair for Christmas. Now every time I go by her room she is giving me the death glare.
Ray-Bans are rated for death glares. So no worries.
It kind of works. The Frakenstein cat injured herself recently, and the Igor cat kind of went mad with power. She was all "I will groom you now!" and the other cat was stuck just riding it out. Presumably there was a point at which the descending relative power of one met the ascending relative power of the other, and they were, for the moment, equals capable of conspiring and truly cooperative action. I guess if that happened to occur during the few hours I was out, they could have framed the dog.
I like 'em because Donald Glover wears a pair. Plus, they're huge and take up my face and I've always wanted big glasses. I find them cute.
She thought you were a butch
she wanted to be your femme
I guess you're stuck enduring her shitty gifts for a while then. I would suggest finding someone to whom they can reliably be regifted and spite-gifting the hell out of holiday occasions when it comes to her. Find some nice perfume to which she is allergic and feign confusion on a bi-annual basis, all claiming that you were under the impression that it was her favorite.
Ugh, are they those awful ridiculous huge dark-rimmed glasses that everybody seems to like these days?
:?
Shit like this is why
HE PIMP SLAPPED ME.
WELL THEN TIME YOU'LL HAVE HIS MONEY!