My Body Might Be Fucked Up But Brother I'm Walking

cause im an actual adult and im going into literal fight or flight

the downside is that you don't get to decide when and for how long you're a genius.

Nah. You're now a genius at making boardgames. For 7 hours.

same this shit rocks

What are some of y’all’s favorite exclamations that aren’t about god?

first submission and we're already off to a fantastic start. absolutely love this one thank you

ok its time for the challenge round now we want nominations that arent about sex either actually

Absolutely not letting you leave these in the tags.

"have you really never met a person with green eyes." i didn't say that. it's possible I've met dozens. my autistic ass has spent decades elevating eye contact avoidance to a sublime art form.

Green eyes are also the rarest eye color period, so I don't actually blame you for not knowing they existed at all.

and what do you get when you mix blue and yellow

They're usually a pretty pale, neutral green, but they're definitely green

Modern Age sidekick backstory: Remember your high school sweetheart from that one flashback adventure in 1973? Well she's dead so you don't have to worry about it, but guess what: the one time you did it, she ended up pregnant and didn't tell you. The baby was raised by a shadowy conspiracy of your most marketable villains, who kept them in a hyperloop bubblespace so they grew up super fast while also going through unspeakable torture and being raised to hate you. It's okay though after one appropriately dramatic fight you hug it out and the new Marmolad is instantly born.

The Subterranean Saviors this city needs

Marmolad II was the result of a very unfortunate early 2000s continuity reboot, where they decided his name was actually Marmalade and he was orange-preserve themed. They retconned him out of existence five years after he was introduced. The fandom doesn't like to talk about it.

It’s such a clever combination of inverting swing/jazz sounds and showing ways Remmick is missing the point. Since he sold his soul for power, comfort, and conformity, he’s only able to access a shadow of his culture, while misunderstanding and misrepresenting major pieces of his own traditions. Even his attempts to culturally “share” through the banjo is plowed over by his use of it and Black bodies and voices for his own individual pleasure and as a threat of further violence. It’s such a smart pick

Seeing this serious, battle-hardened gangster smile while holding his baby girl, being with Annie for all eternity, and finally finding peace makes my heart melt.

i sense incredible confidence and self respect in this dog