they were so many weird shapes, sizes, and colors, too! i can think of like 4 or 5 that we used to use, plus an insane number that were just turned upside down on various plants during shoulder seasons.

growing up my parents never did anything about this, and it seems like the sort of thing they would have thrown a cut out upside down bucket over if it mattered (i don't know how there were so many buckets in the 80s)

I want you to come to chicago so you me and Owen can attempt this

How hot do you have to make it to be able to shoot it, I feel like I would either hurt myself or stand there for 5 minutes waiting for it to drip out

i just don't remember you having red hair, my memory is so shit

shut the fuck up, how long ago did i meet you the first time? it had to be around then

may all reunion shows be thus

It’s possible to be immersed in the branching narrative for hundreds of hours and still not have completed any/all paths. Also it’s not a visual novel. And completionism isn’t the only way to enjoy a game

Iunno like in some sense yes I’m rotted by live service games that never truly end and bangers like halo that finish in 10hrs. But also I have played like 200+hrs and reaching an ending just hasn’t happened. People can enjoy things different ways

🤝

I’m actually currently mad about a different thing, but this was the most absurd form of it