The way it’s still looking at you…

I’d bet $50 that there’s literally a trail maintenance crew smoking weed on the mountain right now.

Decidedly identifying as electrical if that’s an option.

You see, I sat here in my back yard smoking a joint and piecing this one out for probably 3 minutes and the answers in the comments.

The unsettling stare into the camera makes it.

That’s a great lore idea, microbial pokemon.

Intentional. I live with my dad but there’s not a ton of other family I’m in contact with.

Edit: unless you’re talking about the clockwork orange theme in which case also intentional, big poster right at the entrance and all.

Gonna take a swing and say corruption fetish is probably about taking a ‘pure’ individual (Christian fundamentalist or similar, presumably) and making them as degenerate as you.

Oh I could say worse but I think that little tidbit gives you a general vibe.

My mom’s boyfriend’s house is clockwork orange themed… I don’t really talk to that side of the family anymore.

That’s a great question to not have a good answer to. Certainly looks like a shorter statement.

Been in plenty of unisex bathrooms, it’s just stalls. Your obligation to not commit sexual assault in there is the same as it was in the hallway leading up to it.

They’re still convinced they got cheated out of victory by liberals.

Inaccurate, I’m usually face down and respond with a grunt that usually has the individual rethink whether it’s really me who has to do it.

Since they’re mentioning reviews it might be warning you that the company in questions products run a bit large, that’s the optimistic guess anyway. Pessimistic guess is AI bullshit.

Figured it’d either be that or only capable of a single, or I guess in this case double, shot.

And of course hard labor in slavery since that’s the inevitable goal of this whole replace your employees with robots movement.

Depends on how soon you consider soon to be but sure.

I do actually have an evil laugh prepared for when we finally win. Glory to Linux!

Decidedly the next cold open for when I walk into my buddy’s place.