What? You're the one making the :O face. It begs the question. And the question is, "wtf does :O mean?"
It signifies astonishment. I just always thought of video games as having been around since the dawn of time, so when you said that you've been playing it since before your classmates were born, I thought you'd be older than me. I dunno, I don't feel like I'm making sense, probably because I'm tired from marathon Warriors-ing.
I've been a crotchety old woman since I was about 15.
Back in my day you couldn't be crotchety! We didn't have money for crotches! We were lucky if we got a nickle for a day's work in the coal mine to buy half a crotch at the dry goods store!
Feral on
every person who doesn't like an acquired taste always seems to think everyone who likes it is faking it. it should be an official fallacy.
I've been a crotchety old woman since I was about 15.
Back in my day you couldn't be crotchety! We didn't have money for crotches! We were lucky if we got a nickle for a day's work in the coal mine to buy half a crotch at the dry goods store!
:^:
And Church, thanks for the compliment, but obviously I can be a crotchety old woman in my heart regardless of my physical appearance ;-)
I've been a crotchety old woman since I was about 15.
Back in my day you couldn't be crotchety! We didn't have money for crotches! We were lucky if we got a nickle for a day's work in the coal mine to buy half a crotch at the dry goods store!
:^:
And Church, thanks for the compliment, but obviously I can be a crotchety old woman in my heart regardless of my physical appearance ;-)
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That's what I was going for.
Or from being old.
Hah-hah-haaaa!
Not a rooster.
Kinda, yeah.
But not with you.
Sorry. Though I did appreciate your anti-Apple blog entry.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
Because he's DodgeBlan, it's all he does.
Who the fuck is that?
I have JLU!
You fail at happiness.
What is that, some newfangled drug you kids do? Are you all hopped up on goofballs?
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
You never want to cuddle.
I've been a crotchety old woman since I was about 15.
So all the coyotes from miles around have come to visit
What a fun night this is going to be
This can not be. You're too hawt to be a crotchety old woman, as seen by your camwhoring.
Back in my day you couldn't be crotchety! We didn't have money for crotches! We were lucky if we got a nickle for a day's work in the coal mine to buy half a crotch at the dry goods store!
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
And the plot thickens.
I was a crotchety old woman until puberty.
And Church, thanks for the compliment, but obviously I can be a crotchety old woman in my heart regardless of my physical appearance ;-)
It's the most coherent comic-book universe ever, in cartoon form. With Morena Baccarin, and Amy Acker.
I need an emote that is some combination of:
D:D:D:O_o:winky:
I was born a poor black child.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
Crotchety is a state of mind? Or old? Or both?
I'd like to think that everything is a state of mind.
It's a spiritual state, not unlike satori, only the exact opposite.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
I was born blond.
You have won my heart, Feral.
I was born a tapeworm. Damn karma.
Feral, you're just pwning the interwebz tonight with your witty banter!
I approve :^: :^: :^:
Is pasta a state of mind? Because I'm thinking pasta.
Yeah but either I'm running out or the drugs* are wearing off so I'll probably go to bed soon.
* - Cold medicine, nothing fun.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
The fun is outside are a couple of coyotes pacing around the street and yard making noises and my coyote growling at them
It is when you've been touched by his noodly appendage.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
Garfield says yes.
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Coyotes are awesome unless you have family members who are too stupid to avoid letting the stupid cats out.
If you're thinking it, then it's by definition a state of mind, isn't it?
Also, my stomach feels a little :P from that bag of salt-and-vinegar chips I scarfed down earlier. I ain't as young as I used to be
Pasta is a state of deliciousness. And that state is Italy.
Salt and vinegar chips are a state of :P.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
I think you should develop an addiction to Nyquil so that you're always this entertaining.
I wouldn't blame age for the way concentrated oil, sodium, starch, and acid react with your stomach.
And my bow.