I identify as a
From now on , you shall be known as the Gallente Meat Popsicle.
I heard that it was mom’s spaghetti.
Time to go to sleep… night night lovelies!
Also: …that feeling that a long trek starts with one small step…
…and some large shoes to fill up.
Photograph: Little girl playing grown-up on a street in Manchester, UK, 1966
I can’t get past leaving of the house after the character creation screen. The game always crashes and doesn’t allow me to progress. The solution was to turn off some graphics settings, but at that point I got disinterested, lol.
I don’t know why, but when I was watching one of the videos in the Self-Help thread these two words suddenly popped into my mind:
We still miss him.
Tried a game called cyberpunk 2077 or something. Quite buggy. Ran around topless for a while then lost interest. My Evil Little Pony much better
If you walk a mile in someone else’s shoes, then you’ll be far from their owner and he’ll/she’ll probably be angry at you that you took them away.
I’d like to see you walking in my shoes - now that would be funny.