Fatty flour with lots of little burnt bits of meat, emulsified.

We’re the Terminators of the animal kingdom. We’re slow and deliberate, able to stalk our prey for days or weeks at a time, and can often come back from injuries that would be a death sentence for other animals.

Sure. And I used to be okay downloading my porn at 56kbps. Now I want my smut so hi-def that I can see the actors’ emotional scars. Peoples’ standards change as technology advances. If you want to be stuck in 2001, go right ahead, but that doesn’t mean everyone else has to be.

Rotten potatoes smell somewhere between raw sewage and demon anus

I mean there are a whole bunch of players that seem to have a problem with actually dealing with consequences. Just look at the bg3 players who are so pissed about “missing content” when they murderhobo their way through the game. Like no shit you killed the people who give you quests, of course you’re going to miss out on their stories.