My new updated mu spreadsheet
There may be some mu's I''m still debating on but once I grind it out, I'll have a pretty good grasp on how to handle them moving forward
Important updates:
News on physical discs for new games - https://t.co/BzZODXdWGY
News on PlayStation Store on PS3 and PS Vita - https://t.co/ev3mN6wj14
I wanted to share something personal.
My mother-in-law was recently diagnosed with Stage IV cancer. As our family adjusts to this news, I want to do what I can to help with the costs of her treatment and medical exams.
👀 we have a winner
And yeah, the giveaway page is in Spanish because I'm a third worldist lol 😂
But hey — congrats to my boy, and thank you so much to everyone who participated
@Normal_Ike@Regular_Ike
👀 we have a winner
And yeah, the giveaway page is in Spanish because I'm a third worldist lol 😂
But hey — congrats to my boy, and thank you so much to everyone who participated
@Normal_Ike@Regular_Ike
To celebrate reaching 2k followers, I’m doing a commission giveaway!
Prize:
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-Half Body – Flat Color
How to enter:
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Comment a character you'd like if you win 👀
Winner will be chosen at the end of the month.
Thank you all for everything
ICE officers stopped by our farm yesterday.
“We need to inspect your property for illegal aliens,” one of them said.
I replied, “Alright, but whatever you do, don’t go into that field over there.”
The officer in charge exploded.
“Mister, I have the authority of the federal government behind me!” he barked, reaching into his back pocket. He yanked out a badge and shoved it in my face. “See this fucking badge? This badge means I can go wherever I want on ANY land. No questions asked, no answers given. Am I clear? Do you understand?”
I nodded politely and said, “Be my guest.” Then I went back to my chores.
About ten minutes later, I heard screaming.
I looked up and saw six ICE agents running for their lives, being chased by my big, mean, old bull.
And with every step, that bull was closing in fast.
It looked like they were about to get gored for sure.
So I dropped my tools, ran over to the fence, and shouted at the top of my lungs:
“YOUR BADGE! SHOW HIM YOUR FUCKING BADGE!”