Rose Thorne

Warm up some garlic naan, then plop your pasta on top. I think it turns out better than a tortilla.

Alright, who loaded his respirator with Dark Side OG?

You ask the turtle very politely.

It is your home, after all.

Slice up a nice bit of ham to go in with 'em, delicious meal.

Aren’t there external Workshop downloaders floating around, or has Valve closed that gap?

Wait, wilted or straight up melted?

Cause if it straight up melted, how long has it been in there?! Was it still green when it broke down into its most basic form?

This is what happens when you drop someone to chase their mom.

Well, I guess it would depend on the amount of blood-drinking population, but on the assumption they’re the majority…

Eventually. Probably actually start off with the elitism, with small-batch releases of “synth blood”, then work its way into mass production, and then back to high end “blood brewers” trying new and fancy things to push against the mass market.

Where go, no need road.

I don’t know what adventure they went on, but I’m 99% positive it involved that pink thing meeting, and then consuming, some form of deity.

It’s too cute, it must be powered by deicide.

A fresh hot ham and cheese.

Warm up some finely sliced ham, melt some layers of Swiss in there, lightly toasted bread with a nice spread of mustard.

I more meant the song in particular, but I recall it being pretty much everywhere, for a time. It’s a damn good song, but I feel like there’s a decent slice of us that, even if it wasn’t the first favorite for everyone, it was an early influence due to sheer frequency.

This is letting my inner basic bitch out, but Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls. Still have a soft spot for that song to this day, right alongside Semisonic’s Closing Time.

Good.

The chains of fate have been broken, and you must continue in this doomed world.

It was one of the perks of owning one.

The others were the fact it was a '69, so that was fun to say, and it had a semi-rare style of shift assembly known as an Electromagnetic shift. No clutch pedal, just press down on the stick and shift.

Great little car, miss having her. Reliable as could be, easy to maintain, got great mileage. She wasn’t the fastest or prettiest on the road, but she got you where you needed to go, and didn’t care what you put her through.

Alright, so if it was “Rosie the Riveter”, what do we call her?

Lena the Lemming?

I wanna be a 3.

But I’m a 2.

Sorry, the best we could get on such short notice was Killswitch Engage.

They sounded rather excited, though, so maybe we can make this work?

Never had an Insta or Threads. Haven’t touched my Facebook in almost 12 years, the last time I logged in was to send a message to my wife back when we were long-distance dating.

Don’t forget the Sugar Free Haribo reviews.

Sure, some of those would have been in a local newspaper or something and possibly collected in a book akin to “Strange Red Cow”, but that was a beautiful moment of people going “This makes you violently shit yourself? I gotta try this”.