Life lessons on gambling, Because knowledge is half the battle. …The other half is violence. Ducky won’t let me get crayfish for his tank because they may kill other things, and I was all: That’s the best part! we could get two crayfish and have thunderdome! we could take bets to see which one gets shanked… Continue reading This is not a post and the cake is a lie.
Ducky was playing farcry3 and every once and awhile I heard “Mr. Whiskers NOOO!” Apparently there’s a tiger in the game that randomly attacks the enemy, But sometimes he attacks you. Ducky has named him Mr. Whiskers.
I like taxidermy (and taxiderpy. Look it up, it’ll make your day laughing so hard at the fails). I own an alligator head that was ethically taxidermed. I named him Leggs Mcchatterly, and gave him a bowler hat (by ‘gave’ I mean ‘glued to his head’). His backstory is he had a gambling debt and… Continue reading This is not a post and the cake is a lie.
Guys, I need help, I can’t think of, or find a thing I want to play. I tried last week to give Pub Encounter another honest go for a proper review. You know what? I feel asleep! 3 bloody times! (If you need a cure for insomnia, this is your jam.) Mystic is unfortunately off… Continue reading Writer’s Block. (Or tentatively renamed: I can’t think of shit to play.)
Did my first spit take of my life this week. We were watching pirates of the carribean and they were trying to make a mermaid cry and Ducky’s like: “Jesus don’t kill a guy! Just pull out one of her nose hairs! Oh wait, maybe she doesn’t have one of those.” and I’m sipping water… Continue reading This is not a post and the cake is a lie.
God…Stop making Yoosung talk like a yakuza. And bring back my stuffy, stiff (HURDURDUR) Jumin. Also this: