GunStarHero

Denied because it was hentai. High five for giving me the source, though.

Current place is about $100 regardless of season. Previous place was a large house and that shit was like $500 during the summer.

Granted but your date is a literal senior with dementia. You get the power to time travel but exclusively between times when you had explosive diarrhea. I want the power of invulnerablity.

You get unlimited stamina and a 9 inch penis but you are now Viper. I want the my mother's power of attorney.

We've played this game before but here are the rules again for a refresher: A user posts a super power, then the next user adds a condition to it that ruins it and then posts another super power. Rinse and repeat. Example: User 1: I want the power of flight. User 2: You can fly but only at a speed slower than you can walk. I want the power of telekinesis. So, to start, I want the power of super strength.

Do you accept payment in lollipops?

I'd have to dig it up but I've got a video of me playing Halo and someone on the other team is flying around the map and using auto aim to kill everyone. I managed to kill him while he was flying. Got into the Warthog (jeep) and turned a corner, accidentally killing him when he respawned and was trying to fly off again.

Thank you. 💖

Lets do it. We can marry too early and rush into having a kid. We grow to resent one another while the child comes of age. There will be talks of staying together for the kid's sake but it backfires and in the end we do more damage than good. We unofficially divorce. You keep the house. I get an apartment across town. We split custody. Our child gets two Christmases for the price of two broken homes. We both gain weight. You lose some hair and I stop wearing pants that don't have elastic waistbands. We try and date but it's a waste of time and effort. Our 40s blow past us and our kid is almost out of high school. We sit in different sections at our child's sporting events at the rec league. The kid is good. Not pro good, but they dont hate us for signing them up to play all those years ago. It doesn't go anywhere but it instills good behavior like team work and taking care of your body so it's a rare win for us. We pour our life savings, originally intended for shared dream vacations and a fancy car, into our kid's college fund. Didn't get the dream college but the second choice came through so it works out. I lose my job and have to settle below my skill level and pay grade. You hate your job. Money is kinda iffy. We reconcile and I move back in. It doesn't work but we grin and bear it. Along the way we get a dog from the local shelter, and our now 20-something child adores him. They move home with us for the remainder of college. College is going well and work is miserable but steady. We grow resentful and cynical. Our kid brings home their first date. A late bloomer it seems. The puppy love is almost cute though, reminds us of simpler times. Things are going well for only child. A friend of ours works in the same field so they got a job right out of school. Still going strong with that relationship. Soon we have grand kids. They keep doing this stupid dance and reciting this horrible song that barely sounds like English. We rag in it. Together. Our mutual disdain for the new generations fads brings us together again. Our fears of dying alone begin to fade away. We grow to love one another again. It's nice for a few years. Until I go in for a routine checkup and find out I have cancer. It'll be awhile before it takes me and we use that time to dip into our retirement funds and relive some of those dreams we gave up so long ago to make sure our kid had a good life. It was a good last run but I succumb in the end. You're a widower for awhile but you meet someone new. It's not forever but you find comfort in having someone to hold again. Our family is growing and things are as good as we could've hoped for. It wasn't perfect and we made lots of mistakes and wasted a lot of time a long the way. But in a way, we come to find that perfection comes from little moments not from entire lifetimes. Also I want the comforter when we take that break. My grandmother made it and I know its comfy but she gave it to me. Don't fight me on this you motherfucker.

You and your threads are almost as vapid as I am.

There was a time where I assumed the very same position while my partner prepared the snake armor. Ended up just sitting there for like 5 minutes like "...hello? Did you leave?" They couldn't get the package opened so cut to both of us, ass nekkid trying to cave man bash our way into the stupid thing and eventually us just watching a movie instead.

AH! ZEN-SEI! ZEN-SEI IS SO COOL! WHO CAN DARE TO MATCH THE POWER OF OUR MASTER!?

Of course not! It also has teeth.

I'm a pretty big Halo/Xbox fangirl and I would say you chose well with the PS4. I have every current gen console and as much as I like and use my Xbox, it's largely for 1 or 2 games. Beyond things like Xbox Game Pass being better than PS Now, you really can't go wrong with the PS4. Just way more games. UI is slick, too, not cluttered like the Xbox.

This. I absolutely cannot stand it. I get updates and DLC but what's the god damned point of the disc if it only serves to "prove" I own the game and provides little to none of said game so now I have to download it all online. When I got the Xbox One I was still living in the country on a ranch. Only internet option was satellite, capped at 10gb a month, and $10 per additional gig. The first game I got required a 60gb download, and all of maybe 20gb was on the disc. Had to go to a friend that lived in the city to download the fucking thing. And then the god damned HDD on the Xbox was only 500gb. Some games were pushing nigh 100gb. So your "best" option to have all your games downloaded is to have external hard drives loaded with different games, but the games are massive in size so each drive only holds maybe 15 games. So now you're this jackass with all these useless damn discs that you need to pop in to play the game on hard drive number 17 so my console doesn't report me like a communist during the Red Scare because it thinks I stole my own game collection.

Here's a less terrifying Chun-Li we can all enjoy

I was hoping I'd find a picture of the box they came in, but I did not recall Blanka taking an electric shit on the cover.

But Buddy...

What if we wanted to be cool sexy moms with my shakeology?

An inferior technique. Easily dodged as shown. You cannot escape my kick. Now ask yourself:

You bout to catch that hurricane kick