That’s exactly my taste! I’ll take it if you ever wanna her rid of it!
That’s exactly my taste! I’ll take it if you ever wanna her rid of it!
In the aughts, pirates bay felt like the library of Congress. If a single commenter on a B tier forum saw it in a guy’s basement in the mid 80’s there was a sure bet at least 3 people were seeding it and one of them had great upload. If it wasn’t there, you had a dozen different sites with their own dedicated fans posting everything you could ever want.
Now it’s maybe 6 sites, they all have the exact same listings, and the only things with seeds came out in the last year of two. It’s like seeing your local library after a fire.
Know where you are. Any trouble you get in gets so much worse when you’re lost.
Trust your gut. If you don’t feel right about something it’s better to be safe then sorry.
Bar tenders and gas stations. If you need someone to help you, that’s the best two options.
Old Gods of Appalachia: It’s a beautifully made slice of southern folk horror with a slow burn story, the ambience of being lost in the woods, and a narration like a gospel preacher worshipping cthulhu.
The Wrong Station: Well written stand alone weird fiction with a narrator that sounds life the uncanny valley took human form to stare at your tits while trying to pick you up at a bar. The content ranges from period pieces to high sci-fi, app with a horror lean and the into is fantastic.
Knifepoint Horror: Soren Narnia, of all the names, seems to do these alone. There’s no into, no talk, just right into a story and right out, leaving you to think about what you just listened to. The production value is great, the content is amazing, and there’s a mystique to it that others lack.
The former is a pretty good class of medication targeting the chemical imbalance that causes your issue. The later is better known as ecstacy or molly.
Can someone eli5 these for me?
I have a billiard break cue, it’s hollow steel pipe with brass and galvanized fittings to screw it together. Based off the material, original colors, and general look it’s probably from the early 70’s.
Without fail, if a drunk person finds out it’s hollow they get super weird about it. They hand it back like it’s a writhing appendage, avoid using it when offered, even had a guy drop it like it was gonna bite him. Either way, I play better with it than I ever did before, and I gave it a gorgeous glossy crimson repaint.