If they can’t text me I don’t want to deal with them.

Next steps: remove roof, re-submit as “Red convertible (compact).”

Ugh.

Also the campground at any Phish show.

Strong “the meeting will continue until I have broken you” energy.

This whole thread makes me so mad. Well done.

Oh good it’s not just me.

👍

Can do.

Oh man yeah. I’d have to dig out the PS2 but I’d love a sequel to that. Mojo King Bee’s theme is still stuck in my head.

Weird. I just got done beating Link’s Awakening it sounds like they’re making a new tiny Zelda game. I’m in the middle of playing Superstar Saga and just watched this. I should go play Earthbound next.

A very long time ago I was on psychedelics at a Phish show. I had a blast at the show, but the venue also had an upcoming Guy Fieri event and I ended up confronted with massive posters that were just Guy Fieri’s weird head everywhere. I had a really bad time for a while until I got out of there. Just frosted tips and flames as far as the eye could see. I had welcome to flavortown on loop in my head and in that moment I experienced true cosmic horror at the idea that Guy Fieri existed in our universe and we were powerless to stop it.

This picture is like that.

“I’m a specialized clerk interested in mathematics” if you don’t wanna get burned.

The horny brig? You mean the room Riker insists is just his satellite office?

Or he stayed perfectly still.

“Who’s the guy in the back with the captain’s insignia and the log?” “We call him the Log Captain.”

“Number One, how did you find my Scrooge performance?”

“Grouchy, sir. Definitely grouchy.”

“Not… curmudgeonly?”

“Definitely whatever that is. And mean, smelly, and ugly too.”

“…”

They’re a motherfucker to steer?

Gross.

Huh. These things are a central plot point in Hercule Poirot’s Christmas. I always thought Agatha Christie just made them up.