Captain Aggravated

That would be amazing, an automotive scarlet letter. Require them to sew a D for Drunkard on their shirts, both bumpers and both doors.

Pilot here, over been in the habit of using 12 hour for local time and 24 hour for zulu time. “12:45pm, 1745z”

Moss Cow! Moss Cow

Come and dance and love the fish

Mister Disco Summoned It

AHAHAHA! HEY!

It’s stupid but I’ve seen stupider.

All Cabs Are Bus-Yellow?

Also, I know that specific (former) taxi, it was on an episode of Regular Car Reviews.

Login and startx?

Sometime in the PS3 era, graphics got so realistic that…

Let’s back up a second. Go play Ocarina of Time. OoT has wall climbing mechanics, but Link can’t just climb any wall, it has to be a climbable wall, and that is denoted by a different texture. Most commonly vines, but there’s a ladder-like texture on a wall on Death Mountain and rough brick in the Spirit Temple. And one wall in a Skulltula nook that isn’t textured, but Link can climb it anyway.

The 3D environments on the N64 were pretty rudimentary; big chunky rectangles. A couple generations of console later, you get pretty realistically noisy environments. And you’ll have the exterior of a building or a pile of debris or some other set piece that has a single intended climbable path. Where older games would just…lay out a weirdly rectangular patch of climbing vines, now your character is supposed to climb pipes, ledges, window sills etc.

Not everywhere in the world is climbable, so they started tinting actually climbable surfaces a distinctive color, often yellow, sometimes white. The new Tomb Raider games do this, later Final Fantasy games do this, Horizon Zero Dawn/Forbidden West do it, etc.

The biggest extreme is Mirror’s Edge. The game’s primary mechanic is parkour, so the “paint climbable edges yellow” technique is elevated to the game’s whole aesthetic; the environment is stark white with parkourable elements tinted bright red. Looks cool and stylized while also allowing the player to process the visual information fast enough for a parkour game.

Too late. !conservative@sh.itjust.works

Wow, Slavic girls, ya basic.

It’s not impossible. I had a 1.5 hour one-way commute to work at one point.

Because it didn’t work. Women don’t message first. A platform that requires women to message first is one where no messages are exchanged.

On a human, we have shoulders, upper back, middle back, lower back and ass. On a cow, these are called Chuck, Rib, Top Loin, Loin and Round.

Both critters have muscles that run parallel to the spine. Ribeyes come from the rib primal, and are more tender and have a richer more buttery flavor. Go assward past the top loin primal where T-bones come from and you arrive at the Loin primal where we get among other things sirloin steaks, which compared to ribeyes are chewier but bring a more meaty, beefy flavor.

You slander me, stranger. I am not just a hater. I am many things in addition to a hater.

1,2,3 and some of 6

Star Wars is responsible for 2 5/8 good movies.

Bereavement Oreos.

Only a Sith speaks in absolutes.

Batman sold his giant penny on an episode of Pawn Stars: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3y2JMnW5Pg4

one way and then another.

I’ve never been told my dick is small by a woman who hadn’t already told me it was big. This leads me to have two competing hypotheses about the size of my penis. It either:

1. undergoes a cycle of drastic size changes that follows a sawtooth function, gradually decreasing throughout a relationship to a minimum during the relationship-ending argument only to instantly shoot back up to a maximum upon getting with the next chick, or it:

2. Remains a consistent normal size while a series of women repeatedly told the same set of contradictory lies as a method of manipulating my feelings one way and then another.

Now to design an experimental apparatus to test these hypotheses.