I look forward to the day when I pass my screen name on to my son…
Perpetually tired mental health counselor, sometimes retro game streamer, comedian, Mensan, coffee connoisseur, bacon lover, chronic pain survivor, nefarious pirate, and generally all-round nice dude…
I look forward to the day when I pass my screen name on to my son…
And, to this day, I still crave that super thin wedge of pizza once in a while.
The torch has been passed…
Sites like that saved me thousands getting my psych degree. God bless professors like this. Also the ones who were like, “the new edition of the book you need for this semester is $500, but you can get the previous edition for $5 at this site. Here’s copies of the pages that were changed.” or “I photocopied every page you need for this semester from the book for all of you.”
You forgot the sound of a Sunchips bag. My not even conceived children are going to be deaf because I opened one back in the 90s.
A fun rabbit hole my buddy sent me down a couple weeks ago was how these guys are actually a secret nazi group.
Remembering the good old days of eSheep.exe and my dad freaking out that “It’s a virus!” because he saw “a black sheep come running up to the other one and hit it! It started bleeding!”
Dad, that’s a ram… The other sheep’s not bleeding. It’s blushing!
Shut up, brain! When we were 9, you didn’t even know what cringe was!