MelodiousFunk

Wait, what? For real?

fiddles with some buttons

Hey, some people are into leather.

there's no one to blame that doesn't have an R by their name.

Are you kidding? They'll be scapegoating Biden's corpse so long and so hard even the DNC will blush. And then there's always Obama as a backup plan.

Life is cake when absolutely nothing is your fault.

And it was a good plan, for a while. Shame about that plague, though.

It's a good thing we don't have the gubmint compiling lists of, say, neurodivergent folks, so everything's all nice and ready when the time comes.

The pharma-go-round is torture, even with a good doctor. With a doctor that doesn't listen, it's unbearable. Which means finding a new doctor and starting again. It's a vicious cycle. Glad you landed on something that works.

Sega does what Nintendon't.

It warms my old man heart to see the console flame wars still going strong. Tribalism, what a thing, lemme tell ya. Human nature at its naturist.

goes outside to yell at the clouds to get off of his lawn

MOVEMENT CONTROLS PEAKED WITH WASD!

Frank Rizzo would be proud.

Toxic positivi-tea.

Adulthood doubles the frames: add one with no bench, and one with someone putting a bench in front of the child. The conclusion doesn't change: it's the kid's fault for tripping over the bench. We just collectively ignore that the kid was fine until someone put a bench in the way.