Front left: cigarettes and lighter
Front right: Keys, handkerchief
Back left: phone
Back right: wallet
Leg left side: 10 in 1 screwdriver
Right leg side: ballpoint pen, sharpie, white marker, mini vise-grips.
Front left: cigarettes and lighter
Front right: Keys, handkerchief
Back left: phone
Back right: wallet
Leg left side: 10 in 1 screwdriver
Right leg side: ballpoint pen, sharpie, white marker, mini vise-grips.
“The children yearn for the mines” -some goofball
Grandpa gave me some advice…
“Think before you speak. If you think while you’re speaking, then you’ve already failed.”
Thanks Gpa…wise words.
Lived in SE USA most of my life…the majority of the most ridiculous fundamentalists don’t have an inner monologue. They speak but there is nothing going on upstairs except life processes.
The way they cling to ideas from others explains why they cling so tightly…they never had one of their own.
Because of this phenomenal outlook they typically adhere to the first idea that comes around and dismiss everything else as false.
Critical thinking is not applicable to everyone.
I never bother when the dm asks for a stealth check when playing an unstealthy character.
Just go along with the idea that I’m gonna get hurt to alay the detection of my comrades…
Dm: roll a stealth check.
Me: Wtf is a stealth check? I barge into the room like a bull whos balls are bound, sword drawn, heated breath, blood boiling.
He has got a cp dungeon somewhere. Only a matter of time before it surfaces…
You don’t win CoC…best you can hope for is to lose less.
In the future, you have to subscribe to use your specific genes. No choice in the matter because you were born with them, but big pharma owns the rights to those same genes.
Lizardman needs to get its skinsuit refitted…
Bet he has a cp dungeon…
I read all of the speech bubbles in their appropriate voices… except the last panel…it was Robert Picardos voice with Ricardo Montalbáns inflections…
High Ground
Whats Left
Red N’ Blue
Spin Kick
One and Done
They are both wrong. The prophet is Paul Muad’dib Atreides…Long live Muad’dib. Bi lal kaifa!
Apparently you can’t be a fence sitter in a politically charged climate…
Franchises are gonna franchise…
So imprinted are the memories of The Flammenwerfer Times, their descendants still have nightmares about it.
They literally scan your ID when you buy green in my state. They already know who you are and where you live. The cameras are to keep people honest (intimidated).