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Weird to contemplate, isn't it?People don't have an internal monologue?
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Weird to contemplate, isn't it?People don't have an internal monologue?
It would be difficult to contemplate anything without itWeird to contemplate, isn't it?
In the first age, in the first battle, when the shadows first lengthened, one stood. Burned by the embers of Armageddon, his soul blistered by the fires of Hell and tainted beyond ascension, he chose the path of perpetual torment. In his ravenous hatred he found no peace; and with boiling blood he scoured the Umbral Plains seeking vengeance against the dark lords who had wronged him. He wore the crown of the Night Sentinels, and those that tasted the bite of his sword named him... the Doom Slayer.
Hardware stores are fun. I don't give a fuck what anyone else thinks, I fucking love going to hardware stores and looking for cool shit to fix shit with. There are lots of bog standard tools and stuff, yeah, but sometimes you run across these neat specialized gadgets for certain tasks that make them a cinch and you're like "Holy shit that's amazing where has this been all my life?"I came to an odd realization earlier in the year that I'm more excited about going to Harbor Freight than Gamestop these days. And that I was more excited about getting a new vacuum cleaner than some Nintendo Switch stuff. Growing up is pretty cool and perplexingly underrated.
People don't have an internal monologue?
Homosexual men have a internal monologue. It tells them that having a cock slammed into their anus is wrong, but they so badly want the lgbt points that they allow the cock to enter their anus anyway
In the first age, in the first battle, when the shadows first lengthened, one stood. Burned by the embers of Armageddon, his soul blistered by the fires of Hell and tainted beyond ascension, he chose the path of perpetual torment. In his ravenous hatred he found no peace; and with boiling blood he scoured the Umbral Plains seeking vengeance against the dark lords who had wronged him. He wore the crown of the Night Sentinels, and those that tasted the bite of his sword named him... the Doom Slayer.
That's peculiar, I use Fruit of the Loom undershirts and never wash them in bleach and they're still white anyway.Just going through my clothes and cleaning out a bunch of stuff that is just starting to look too ratty to wear. A bunch of my white undershirts have inexplicably yellowed and bleach ain't fixing it. It's only the Calvin Kleins, which are all cotton. I seriously can't explain this, as the other white undershirts display no yellowing at all despite being at least part cotton.
Yeah, I don't know what to think. I don't smoke or do anything that would yellow them from exposure, and the other brands of white undershirt are fine. The cheaper ones held out better. No yellowing, no curls in collar, nothing.That's peculiar, I use Fruit of the Loom undershirts and never wash them in bleach and they're still white anyway.