fan of fried dough with apples and glaze | no. 1 geif up-player | no. 7 guile downplayer | fightcade cryptid | slime enthusiast | dance music fiend | #DaBears
The difference is, in every other game genre you can learn the game by playing the actual game, with friends even (imagine that!), not sitting alone in the lab for dozens of hours to commit combos to muscle memory so that you have even the slightest chance of not instantly losing
Well if you can’t wear shoes why do you work at a shoe store? Do you gain movement speed based on level or something? I thought they patched that dummy
I went to In-N-Out and ordered a cheeseburger. The cashier, a calm young woman named Destiny, asked me a question I did not expect.
"You want that Animal Style?"
I paused.
I did not know what this meant. But a samurai does not admit he does not know. So I answered with weight.
"...Animal Style."
"Cool. So that's mustard-grilled, extra spread, grilled onions, pickles. Yeah?"
I understood now. This was a sacred permission. For one meal, I was being told to put down my manners at the door. To eat the way a beast eats, without shame. I had waited my whole life for someone to give me this order.
"Yes," I said. "I will become the animal."
Destiny did not blink. "...Okay. You want your fries Animal Style too?"
I stopped. Even the potatoes?
"The potatoes also become animals?"
"I mean, they get cheese and sauce and grilled onions, so..."
"Then yes. Let the potatoes abandon their restraint as well."
"...Got it." She was the calmest woman I have ever met. "3x3, 4x4, or just the one?"
I did not know these numbers, but I knew a challenge when I heard one. "How many must I face?"
"It's, like, how many patties you want."
"How many is the most honorable?"
"...Four is a lot."
"Then four. A warrior does not ask for fewer."
She wrote it down without argument. A 4x4, Animal Style, with animal fries. She warned me once, kindly. "That's gonna be huge." I told her I was counting on it.
It arrived. It was a tower. Cheese and sauce ran down my hands the moment I lifted it. There was no clean way to eat it. There was no dignified way. That was the entire point.
I ate it like a beast. Both hands, no honor, grilled onion on my chin, and I have to be honest with you, it was the best thing I have ever put in my mouth.
For thirty years I have kept my manners at every table in the world.
They handed me a burger and told me to be an animal, and I have never felt so free.
So tell me, America.
The whole country knows the secret menu. What else are you hiding in plain sight?
And "Animal Style." Was I eating the animal, or finally becoming one?
in the marketplace, homunculus hiding in my satchel, peeps out, looks around. it squeaks ‘MYTHIC FAPS’ right as a nearby dwarf cleric bends over to pick up her shield. i instantly swing my satchel into the sharp corner of the nearest stone wall, not stopping until it goes red
Everyone in the comments saying Zelda 2 have not played the game and need to be castrated and tortured like Theon Greyjoy die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die
i truly truly believe there hasn't been a single bad zelda game and the idea that the first Actually Bad zelda game would be a remake of ocarina of time is so baffling to me it makes me laugh. There have been nothing but consistent bangers
Opoona is a unique JRPG that went under the radar of many during the Nintendo Wii days since it released on the same day as Super Mario Galaxy. Dragon Quest devs made it, Dreamcast graphics, Final Fantasy Tactics composer's music. I'm covering it in today's video 🟠⚪
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If this was an arrested development bit it
Would’ve gone for one more subversion and the second car would’ve missed and then the fruit vendor would’ve knocked it over in an insurance scheme and then the narrator would’ve kept the bit going a full minute longer