This is all incredibly (funny, and) poignant, and, as a programmer, I agree. But any career has its level of trimming Satan’s pubes, and I’m really happy to be trimming my share.

Yet it still happens. OpenGameArt just recently recovered from a DDoS. If you build a better mousetrap…

I had to get out of there! I faked an attack of scurvy.

Scurvy… Works every time.

I’m surprised, with how meta some episodes can be and the grotesque love of time travel, that they never went back in time and met Lucille Ball.

Jalad, his drip tight

So, when you foot turns purple from the multitude of rubber bands, did it make you play any better?

Then decompress after. Let fear be your cypher.

No one except the aforementioned motherfucker