They have to prepare it rather than just rinse them and throw them in a pot whole.
I prefer the head on, adds more flavor. Also kind of like a crawdad it’s easier to peel with it’s head attached. Pinch, twist, pull.
They have to prepare it rather than just rinse them and throw them in a pot whole.
I prefer the head on, adds more flavor. Also kind of like a crawdad it’s easier to peel with it’s head attached. Pinch, twist, pull.
This would be great! I keep trying to get this song going at bars, but just get awkward looks.
What shall we do with a drunken sailor
Early in the morning?
(Chorus)
Way hay, and up she rises
Early in the morning!
Shave his belly with a rusty razor
(Chorus)
Put him in a longboat till he’s sober
(Chorus)
Stick him in a barrel with a hosepipe on him
(Chorus)
Put him in the bed with the captain’s daughter
(Chorus)
That’s what we do with a drunken sailor
(Chorus)
Holy shit same, I put it off for a long time because of the hate. Maybe it was buggy shit, but I don’t have a lot of complaints and now it’s got me hooked like digital crack.
I did play the shit out of Vemintide many moons ago, so shooty co-ops must be my kink.

More PG image of “The Marauder” from Evil Dead Rise.
What I pictured in my head, not just one person. But a bunch of people fused together cranking out posts, like that thing. I’d probably not look it up unless you want to be grossed out.

Obviously I’m being hyperbolic, but it does feel like this sometimes.
I dig the culture, I think the dozens of you out there are fine people and I appreciate the tone the majority has established of being open-minded and inclusive.


I shut mine down by overheating it.
Do you want Cthulhus, because this is how you’ll get Cthulhus.
Great reminder, going to have to throw that on later. Tis the season of goth metal.
Same, I got a feeling I wouldn’t see eye to eye on all his viewpoints. I do like subtle humor they weaved in though.
I LIKE VITAMINS! PETE LIKES VITAMINS!
In a deep voice was the best.
Indeed, Peter Steele RIP
Here we see how skeletons mimic other skeletons to deal with being ripped out of a meat prison and to make new friends.
Classic banger
That’s the house I already live in.
Why didn’t you just cultivate your pixels from the fertile soil as God intended?
The times in the pixel fields were hard, my pa lost his arm in a pixel thresher. But it was honest work.
Both correct, sorry I’m an idiot.