It really wasn’t that hard. I had the upgraded Ser Junken that can revive you and the turtle pet I believe? I was using the chicken gun and was able to just blast through the dragon.

I posted my first win of Enter the Gungeon on the relevant subreddit and it people were convinced I was cheating/lying because I had low max hp (meaning I didn’t flawless victory the minibosses) and I was given a warning and the posted was deleted by the mods.

Extra one: I used to have to walk past a clinical trial facility that would commonly have people stay for 2 weeks or so to be monitored while they were part of the trial. You weren’t allowed to smoke but people would always be out in their little yard asking for cigarettes. As I was turning the corner one day there were three guys watching for someone to bum one off of and one say me and said, “Aww fuck he looks healthy as HELL!” Not really an insult but was said in legitimate anger and I am still riding that compliment.

He speaks the Old Tongue!

It’s Tranadol which is one of the brand names for Tramadol which is a low level opioid painkiller.

I watched it for the first time in the last year as someone who is largely anime naive. The mystery/mystical aspect of the narrative was the most intriguing part of the experience for me. I tend to enjoy genre-bending so the idea of using a battle mech anime as the vehicle to tell a character driven story appealed to me. However, I found many of the characters pretty difficult to accept.

Overall it was enjoyable but it’s not as special to me as I feel it is to others. I’m sure it’s because I am approaching it 30 years later and without an appreciation for the genre, but I don’t regret it. I’ll make the perhaps inappropriate comparison to Doki Doki Literature Club for someone who’s not familiar with the dating sim games.

I never understood why Breath of the Wild was so beloved. I played through it and Tears of the Kingdom, but I really wonder if they would have been as well received if they didn’t benefit from the Zelda franchise.

I found myself getting annoyed with the game more often than excited. I very quickly became annoyed encountering koroks, or shrines, or the stupid sign guy. I think the bevy of side quests and collectibles diluted too much of the narrative and enjoyment of the world.

Don’t put anything in your mouth you didn’t bring yourself.

Including coworkers.

Not me but my brother although I was involved.

It was ~2003 and I had spent the summer working to get an eMachine to play Diablo II and Everquest on. My older brother would play on it while I was working, which I was fine with, but then would refuse to get off when I came home. One specific time he was being exceptionally annoying and I had a pack of chocolate covered pretzel rods in my hand I got from work and decided to retaliate. He was so immersed in the game he was leaning forward on the stool I used as a computer chair. You know how jeans will pucker out a bit when you’re sitting and leaning forward?

With the hand of a surgeon I gently slotted a single pretzel rod into the exposed crack of his ass. He didn’t notice at all. How? I have no idea to this day. I laid on my bed and waited for him to notice but 10 minutes passed as the chocolate melted and the pretzel rod integrated itself into my brother ass crack. Every time he moved it slid slightly further. At one point he re-positioned himself on the stool and I heard it break in half and, even then, he was completely unaware.

I started dying laughing because it was so absurd that he didn’t realize and at this point it wasn’t even visible. He asked me why I was laughing and I kept telling him “you wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” He started demanding to know and eventually I said, “you have a chocolate covered pretzel in your ass.” He thought I was just being annoying and talking nonsense but I just kept repeating it between bouts of laughter.


Eventually he got so mad he stood up and I saw the grim realization hit him that he did, indeed, have a chocolate covered pretzel in his ass crack. He was immediately irate and went to chase me but as very few people know it is hard to run with a chocolate covered pretzel slotted like a credit card between your ass cheeks. He yelled for my parents who both ran into the room and I got to see him try and tell them that I had put a chocolate covered pretzel into his ass crack and then them ask the obvious question, “how does someone do that and not realize?”


He had no answers. He had only his impotent rage and a chocolate covered pretzel in his ass crack. I had my computer back and was later beaten, but I knew I had struck a devastating psychological blow that still exists to this day.

I have a coworker that has two monitors on a free-moving desk stand and he has monitors as far apart as possible. The monitors are pretty small (24") and there is over two monitor widths between them. He has to whip his head around like he is trying trying to dodge a fly all day to do his work.

He complains about back and neck pain all the time.