Ace Combat 7.
The Canyon Run is kicking my ass.
Ace Combat 7.
The Canyon Run is kicking my ass.
If they’re smart enough to cheat they’re smart enough to pass.
Be real now. How much of that stuff do you all really use in your daily lives?
Because the real world doesn’t care about rote memorization as long as the work gets done in my experience.
Totally. You think they parade around at NAMBLA marches or something?
They would if they were honest.
But don’t worry. Catholics don’t have a monopoly on child abuse. Evangelical youth pastors are gunning for the crown. (They’ll never get close. But they’re trying)
I love it. And I’m terrible at it.
I am however world class when it comes to killing everyone after a cockup.
Field testing killbots.
Why am I not surprised.
Thousand plus years.
I don’t know exactly when sneaky catholic scribes changed up the wording to make being gay bad except when they’re being gay with children. But it’s definitely their doing.
Real or fake. Drive like an asshole. Get what you deserve.
How do I change my avatar on Connect?
“Not a dating simulator”
Clearly these dorks don’t play Classic. Not back in the day and not now.
That’s what I was about to say. That makes no sense. Unless OP is outside their hoke country at like a tourist trap maybe.
That’s part of it. But it’s pointless without raising it to a living wage first.
Pinning it without raising it just cements the slave wages in place. Which business would love I’m sure.
If a job needs doing. It needs a living wage to be paid for.
No matter how much Wall St wishes it so, we are not slaves. If you want the work done, fucking pay for it. Or go out of business.
Congrats. Your small peaceful town is about to become a gas stop on the side of an interstate highway expansion.
Either it will boom and you’ll all be gentrified out. Or it’ll bust and dwindle away to literally a gas stop.
Flip a coin.
I’m cool with that.
Disassemble it. Use the disks as decorations. Make it into a wind chime and hang it outside your window.
I am a stupid end user. But I’ve never found an instance where I needed male to male cords.
Work is work. It deserves every bit of respect and protection as anything else.
No. Never. Not once in life.
Their yard. Their house. Their shit.
Mind your own business.