I will clown on Limp Bizkit until the sun consumes us all, but I'd be a bold-faced liar if I said I wasn't in love with the guitars on My Way back in the day. Still gives me a nostalgia jumpscare if I ever happen to hear it anywhere.
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Not a checkmate if the knight moves to the space next to the queen, then activates taunt, forcing the queen to target the knight. Bishop takes queen. Simple.
Damn, I have almost the exact same answer. Switched to Steam once WON got taken down (held out as long as I could), and had a friend send me a Gmail invite a few months later.
Only differences are that I mostly used mine for TFC, and my account won't technically hit drinking age until early next month.
I kinda wish I could say I had like a bottle of liquor I've been saving for the occasion, but the idea of a "21-year-old Steam account" genuinely never occurred to me until one day I woke up and realized it was about to turn 18. Made me realize how fast shit moves, and this is just driving the point home..
If you're into the '90s extreme aesthetic, I'd definitely recommend Comix Zone to get you neck-deep in it.
You play Sketch Turner, a comic artist who- along with his pet rat, Roadkill- gets sucked into his own comic by the comic's villain, Mortus, who wants to trap Sketch forever so he can exist in the real world or something.
It's a side-scroller beat 'em up where you move across the panels and pages of a comic book, punching and kicking mutants while the Sega sound chip blasts (occasionally grating but still awesome) grungy rock at you. If you're into '90s shit, there's nothing not to love
I used to mix it in with fried rice that'd been left sitting out for too long and turned really dry. Gives it some moisture and a vinegary edge, but probably not for everyone, since ketchup's trademark is stomping all over the subtle flavors of a dish.
When I was in elementary school, I'd dip my pizza crusts in ketchup at lunchtime. I still do that every now and then with Sriracha ketchup
Also, same elementary school lunch: on pizza days, they also used to give us a side of tricolor fusilli straight-up. Just plain pasta without even so much as a little olive oil. So, fuck it. It got blasted with 'chup.
As a bassist, I can at least say that was my experience. I learned pentatonic by paying attention to which notes I'd hear most often, and recognizing which pattern on the fretboard they usually showed up in when played in sequence.
That was pretty much all I needed to be able to jam semi-decently, and everything else just sort of progressed from there.
Not pictured: Doug's brother Jack
(I know it's painfully unoriginal, but I do what I want in this absurd world and I cannot be stopped)
Doctor wanted something to remember him by
Not a fan of the royal 'we', then, I take it?
I love you, Beefy Crunch ❤️