You're good, dude. You're trying to immerse yourself in rules and the lore. No one would say shit if you downloaded all the pdf's for free and read them. This way, you're just supporting paizo.

Read on and keep enjoying the hobby.

Look at the absolute spectacle of pure bred american in the ptsd shirt on the left. Note the thumb-like head. The way the candidness of the photo captures every inch of slack in his jaw. The stupefied look of chronically lagging behind in even the most menial of thoughts. Ladies and gentlemen, the true Maga republican.

I see blood but I don't see a wound. Are they really going to try and pass that the perfect hole there is a bullet hole? Wouldn't a gun shot wound there take a bigger portion of the ear?

So it's rubber/silicone only then or is there another metallic option? Asking for me.

Every day we stray further from jod.

I went stopped in Boston twice on vacation for a few days each trip. Aside from the white power shit that happens there I really liked it. It was filled with quaint little shops, the people were cool, the views were awesome, I got to huck a box into the Boston harbor. I would 💯 go back. Shit was a vibe.

On the flip side, I went down to Salem to do tours and stuff and I fucking hated it. The only cool spot was a pet supply place where they sold homemade treats and dog food along with toys and stuff. I was high as fuck petting their shop cat for line 20 minutes. Definite 10/10. If you're nearby get fucking blasted and go pet this lady's cat. She was super cool about me not wanting to come in and look around. Just wanted to pet the cat.

It was the New England Dog Biscuit Company. This was the cat. Go pet the fucking cat.

That's what I'm saying. This is less manipulative capitalism and more customer experience. It would hold literally no weight on my decision to stay there or at that chain (assuming it's a franchise) again. If the room sucks it sucks. Duck won't fix it. It's a far cry from McDonald's putting toys in happy meals.

For the dummies like me, this article references only South Korean birth rates.

A gauntlet that lets you control metal like magneto.

But only if no one is wearing it.

I went to an Indian restaurant a long time ago with two coworkers on lunch. The waiter asked me how hot I wanted to which I responded, "just medium I have to go back to work." It was chicken vindaloo and it was the hottest shit I'd ever eaten and enjoyed. I was sweating really bad but it was so good. I barely made it back to the office before I had to start shitting.

I go back on a Friday after work. I tell the same guy, make it as hot as you can. It wasn't nearly as hot as it was that day. I was mad disappointed. Still really good but I wanted it to melt my face like the end of Indiana Jones. Still burned my asshole that way. Defifinite 5/7. Would recommend.

Don't tell me how to live my life retard.