If you start with something bland, add something not good, and dilute those with a third thing that is usually perfectly fine except when combined with either of the first two things, the result can be something that tastes pretty awful.
If you start with something bland, add something not good, and dilute those with a third thing that is usually perfectly fine except when combined with either of the first two things, the result can be something that tastes pretty awful.
I found these notes on my phone, and I want to delete them, so I figured I would post them all here for safe keeping. I only get a few readers, so this is a reasonably private place for personal notes and bank account passwords.
This post is not a review or a criticism of the game RDR2, but a short summary of a few of the valuable lessons about real life that I have learned from playing this particular video game.
There’s a reason you won’t find me on Facebook anymore. I got a little tired of the backlash from making comments like, “Your baby is quite ugly. Is his father ugly?” Or, “Really? Hudson? That’s the name you’re going with? Well, I guess it’s okay for now; for fifty bucks he can have it changed …
It’s a theory about people and their pets banging, but not strictly in an inter species way. That would be weird. It could also be about the noise pots and pans make when they rattle around in the backseat of your car under the feculent blanket concealing the dead hooker you “found” on the side …
Inside Doug's Head 