Cooking. I would season the material realm with the flavors of the preternatural

One rat please. Can my rat have two hats?

Their noses are all red and raw from constantly getting flicked every time they look down.

It depends on what the purpose of the fight is narratively. Random encounter or otherwise unimportant? Let them clean house and make a note for next time. A big boss fight or otherwise big climactic moment? Time for phase 2! More health, a new ability or two, and change tactics.

I mean, they are right if you only count Western Europe and the United States civilians as "the world"

We ended an 8 year long campaign recently, and it was incredible. The bad guy was defeated, heroic sacrifices were made, and the moon got a hole blown into it.

I'm writing up the follow up campaign now, and I'm so excited!

Cause trying to choke down Popeyes biscuit at 7am might actually cause a body count. That, and the average Popeye's is surly enough as is, don't make them wake up for the 6 am rush.

Counter: he might very well move out of the country to limit the amount of danger his love of crimes will put him in

Technology is a weapon that consolidates power, science is a tool that disseminates it.

You need to have the right balance of conflict. Not enough, and it's a saccharine yet bland wasteland. Too much, and it's just 4chan except 10x easier to get doxxed by a neonazi

We all hope you are leaving space for the lyrics of "defying gravity" as well. That's truly what's important in these trying times.

My buddy thought "paranormal activity" was real until I showed him the actors at a red carpet event. He was then angry at me for ruining the movie for him.

Tell your DM that any AAVE you use is elvish. Then contrive ways to make them speak "elvish" back to you. Watch them squirm.

I got my mother to vote against Trump, and finally recognize the GOP as the grifters that they are this year, but she called me yesterday to talk about aliens.

I think it's like that. Things can get better, but probably weirder and dumber too.

1000 followers? My brain is mush. I will be morning but a rat in a digital skinner box, desperate for my next hit of dopamine. 10,000? I am terminally online. You can't extract my consciousness from the discourse. 100k+? I will share one silly frog picture a month