Gelatinous Rube

The severity of the executive dysfunction is directly proportional to the size of the model to be painted.

I think enjoying some comics and a cup of tea is peak woke and I endorse it utterly.

Generally, if i ask myself "is this stupid a idea?" it means yes, and I should do it. But that's just me, and admittedly i'm not trying to make a living off my creative endeavors.

worth remembering, David Lynch directed “fix your hearts or die” specifically at transphobes. it wasn’t a generic “no mean people allowed” statement, it was said by his Twin Peaks character in defense of a trans woman he cared for and deeply respected.

Never try this at a waffle house. You'll wake up in an alley missing a kidney.

It absolutely was, by design. They said they wanted it to be feel familiar to people coming to D&D from World of Warcraft.

4e wasn't perfect, but I think it had some good ideas. It would go over a lot better now than it did then because everything about it works nicely into a VTT.

It wasn't a martial thing. 4e was really insistent on grouping all classes into roles and really doubling down on it. So you wound up having multiple say, controllers, but from each of the power sources (primal, martial, psionic, etc) and that's where most of the sameness crept in.

I'd say its some leopards eating face kind of thing, but I doubt any of these goons even clock it as a leopard.

It's the Westside Market in Cleveland. :)

The METHOD MANual.

*Tap tap*

This thing on?

RZA
GZA
Ol' Dirty Bastard
U-God

Further classes are all in the Method Manual.

Rock is a living and evolving music which has touched upon and been influenced by artists outside of itself. Which more people would realize if they weren't so damn boring. And you know..usually kinda racist.

I get that depending on how old you are some of those words may be in your lexicon from days past, but you still don't have to use them. If my stubborn ass can do better, so can anybody else.

Ken does his take on Logan's Run.

Like a CRT left on for too long, and the half burned clove in an ashtray.

Must be nice being wealthy enough to be so pants shittingly stupid.

Nothing says "music for the working class" like soulless slop that passes its cost of use off to the same working class.

Saturday night: I'm not too old for this shit. I can still hang.
Monday morning: Please, kill me.

It warms my crusty old heart to see baby metalheads taking group selfies and throwing horns and middle fingers all the way

I may be "Neil Diamond at karaoke" white, but at least i'm not "likes Kid Rock" white.

The other super bowl halftime show has a great lineup if you're interested in getting your catalytic converter stolen in the parking lot.

So, technically, management is giving you a pizza party? :D

If she had any of those strawberry candies with the strawberry wrappers, she's hit the trifecta!

Also a great track for getting motherfuckers to listen.

Undead investigators and interpersonal drama? Sign me up.

And at least one of those S things.

Dammit, Mike.

If you're the type of American who walks around talking about your Irish pride, and you support ice, I want you to know your ancestors probably would have put you against a wall.