I am fully aware that the only thing lamer than purposefully addicting yourself to nicotine is bitching about people addicting themselves to nicotine, but I'm really ready for that perfect future shit where we're collectively over that particular vice.

Harper Lee ass fake book title post!

"What if a semi-autonomous superconducting robot with an antimatter weapon dome array got let off the chain?"

Ok we're in.

"What if we had to nuke said robot?"

Also in.

Just when you think it feels dated and off, he writes some shit about the power capacity and production of other functional parts of their technology and damn, it's just GOOD.

The Gogs. Ella Purnell. Cousin Stuff.

Swing and a line drive.

I get to work on these sometimes. The arms on the side there are called an On-Board Imager - an X-Ray system that helps line up treatments beforehand. The actual radiation you get is a Collimated Microwave beam (via Klystron) to hit the area of interest.

There's plenty of comedy relief and unseriousness in this that's perfectly fine but come on. A lollipop hammer? Literal flying pink unicorns?

He should do the Halo storyline as if it really happened.

Brunette. Athletic. Sleazy.... Demure.

41A, Ernie.

We're mere days away from true Sephiroth Posting.