CK3 is one of those games that I enjoy vicariously through other people's playthroughs far more than I enjoy playing it myself. Is that weird?

Alex Jones tormented the families of murdered children and now he's playing shell games with the money he owes them. To call him a piece of shit is doing a disservice to feces.

Full body shudder.

Heuristic confirmed

So we're still doing the dipshit safari style articles huh. A fucking decade of pretending bigots are interesting.

Heuristic confirmed

Chotiner: You up? *Left on read*

You know it's gonna be a good show when someone's taken a shit on the restroom floor before you've even gotten on stage.

Her: a penny for your thoughts. Me: I wonder what would've happened if Eumenes hadn't lost his baggage train at Gabiene.

It has to be weird for cuckoldry fetishists to be catching strays with this regularity. Soon they'll be adding disclaimers like black metal fans regarding NSBM. Please fuck my partner* * Not nazistically

Look, I'm not saying Charles Band/Full Moon Entertainment movies are a panacea but once you've been inoculated by on screen nudity that doesn't even pretend to have a justification in the script there's little that will phase you. Barbara Crampton BDSM in an HP Lovecraft adaptation? Sure man.

The kittens' hero worship of our large adult boy was already excessive, then he managed to sneak out and brought back a dead chipmunk. Come on man.

What's wrong babe, you haven't touched your Warhammer 40k kitchen knife.

Not gonna lie, the global hegemon talk comes off as very very weird to people not from here. You know other places exist and have agency, right?

Had an interesting conversation about the pervert glasses for perverts with a father of teens today. Things are bleak out there.

Terminal canape brain.

The Errol Musk molestation story proves yet again that we cannot, as a society, afford to let people get so rich that they are beyond consequences.

A cybertruck drove down our street, am I eligible for compensation?

Gift link! www.nytimes.com/2025/09/23/w...

We saw you across St. Peter and we really like your style.

Now that's a name I haven't spent a single second thinking about in years.

Cracking down on "promotes X health" weasel language in advertising would knock out a core pillar of the crunchy grifter economy.

At the merch table Local band who spent the entire time except their own set in the green room: wanna trade some shirts?

Can't wait for this iteration of false fall to end. The people yearn for Chris Sarandon in Fright Night Sweater Season.

"The roving gangs of boiled ham that hunt everyone who can handle 15 minutes of mild sun have a good point, but why won't well educated people upend their lives to move here?"

The dumbest guy in your friend group will be surprised to not see Joe Rogan on this list and that might be a useful teachable moment.

We're gonna need a podcasting equipment buyback program if we're ever gonna get out of this mess.

The funny side of this genuinely harmful belief are the movies where people are leaving their clothes behind, meaning that they arrive at the pearly gates with their dicks and balls hanging out.

(sadly) Reading theory

A celebration of life where the death metal bands reminded everyone to hug their friends. Mental health resources where there's usually merch.

There's a real gut punch element to older musicians paying tribute to younger ones who have recently passed. It feels upside down, disorienting. I'm glad so many people came out for you man. You should've been there.

Who else is up replacing they faucets?

Da strap god theory of elite media fecklessness as formulated by the homie deferred stays undefeated.

Talking about trans participation in sports in 2025 while accepting the framing of the genital inspector perverts is like trying to in good faith answer the question asked in bad faith about how the pyramids were built.

Why call them tightie whities when manhole cover was right there?

What do you think meta will use the data from the pervert glasses for?

My first forum beef led to a guy threatening to come to one of my solo shows and kick my ass. It was not a very interesting show visually (one guy, a laptop, a synth, and an echo box) so getting my ass beat would've added some spice.

The drive thru window is a liminal space between the red blooded american patriot driving his child crusher commuter vehicle to pick up a sweet treat and the effete liberal elites inside.

In Frankenhooker (1990) there's a character who is a Mets fan, on top of being a creep. www.youtube.com/watch?v=hCiw...

Small domino: "How about we use this new hot technology RSS to publish links to mp3 files with pre-recorded radio like audio? We just need an XML generator library and a way to track the metadata, really."

The thing with pissing off the knitting community is that they have already mastered a skill that requires tremendous patience so persistence predation is absolutely on the menu.

I just spoke to NYC Comptroller Brad Lander as he left police custody following his arrest at immigration court. Here’s what he said:

I remember a world before the Lion King, before Disney's renaissance and inshallah we will live in that world again.

Man, those department wide zoom calls are gonna be awkward. Anyone clearing their throat without muting their mic first will remind her of her ex.

Can't help but notice that they are doing the antithesis of the school shooter media playbook that's intended to dissuade copycats.

I would buy a fridge with a built in gun before a fridge with a screen.

All I'm saying is if cats didn't want to get kissed on the top of their heads they shouldn't have such kissable tops of their heads (one of the kittens got mad).

You have been visited by hunky Jason Alexander.

Feeling relieved that the what what in the butt guy hasn't capitalized on the butt rock revival and released an overly earnest crooning rock ballad version.

Think tank? No. Tank think? Yes.