This smells like some kind of stupid nazi hazing. Probably had to work up the guts to do it.

https://theauthoritarians.org/

As a skilled migrant that emigrated out of the US, no. There are plenty of companies in the EU that would love your talent and are more than willing give you better job protection and higher quality of life.

https://biblehub.com/bsb/ezekiel/23.htm

Yeah, something like that. Not really an incel-revenge, though. More like hyper-possessive misogyny. Dude “marries” a couple of prostitutes from another country. Brings them home. Very likely they aren’t super happy with the arrangement since they are inviting dudes from back home to come over. Author frames it as if they prefer their donkey sized cocks (tiny penis rage). The author has a “chat” with God and God’s prognosis of the situation is to first condemn their “infidelity” to their face and then gather a mob to do some brutal shit to the women.

The bible says lots of stuff, like this weird erotica about two slutty concubine sisters and how much they loved cock (which was too much):

“There she lusted after her lovers, whose genitals were like those of donkeys and whose emission was like that of horses.”

https://biblehub.com/ezekiel/23-20.htm

Truly, Divine Inspiration was given that day to that author. Praise be to Him for sharing His weird Smut with us little people.

Shrimp scampi, cioppino, Japanese teriyaki shrimp buns, Korean-style shrimp pancakes, Indian shrimp curry, Thai coconut shrimp soup, Mexican shrimp quesadillas, shrimp and grits, shrimp tostadas, shrimp and avocado salad, shrimp fried wontons, shrimp and mushroom stroganoff, shrimp and sausage jambalaya omelette, shrimp and bacon breakfast burrito, shrimp and spinach quiche, shrimp cocktail, grilled shrimp skewers with chimichurri sauce, shrimp ceviche, spicy shrimp poppers

One can only hope.

Get shit like that in writing. That’s some promissory estoppel shit right there.

If you live close enough to one of the poles there are two times a year where it is annoyingly cold in the morning and slovenly warm in the afternoon. A half-n-half strat of shorts and long sleeve especially if being active is ideal.

Sorry if this rambled a bit, I hit the bowl as soon as I got home from work.

Still have Keiko trapped in the transporter buffer, I see.

…

Riding through the village, Christmas Eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Elminster,
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe. 

Grandma got run over by a dragon
Walking home from the tavern, Christmas Eve.
(On her way home)
You can say there's no such thing as Elminster,
(Say there's no Elminster)
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
(Lord, we believe) 

She'd been drinkin' too much ale,
And we'd begged her not to roam.
But she'd left her sword behind,
So she stumbled out into the snow. 

Grandma got run over by a dragon
Walking home from the tavern, Christmas Eve.
(On her way home)
You can say there's no such thing as Elminster,
(Say there's no Elminster)
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
(Lord, we believe) 


Now we're all so proud of Grandpa,
He's been takin' this so well.
See him in there watchin' the dice roll,
Drinkin' ale and singin' with the halfling fell. 

It's not Christmas without Grandma.
All the villagers are in shock.
And we just can't help but wonder:
Should we bury her treasure or give it to the clerk? 

Grandma got run over by a dragon
Walking home from the tavern, Christmas Eve.
(Midnight before Christmas)
You can say there's no such thing as Elminster,
(Say there's no Elminster)
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
(Lord, we believe) 

Now the feast is on the table
And the meat pies made of turkey.
And a red and golden candle
That would have just matched the hair in grandma's curly wig. 

I've warned all my friends and comrades.
"Better watch out for yourselves.
They should never give a license,
To a dragon that breathes fire and smokes with elves." 

Grandma got run over by a dragon
Walking home from the tavern, Christmas Eve.
(Minding her own business)
You can say there's no such thing as Elminster,
(What do you mean there's no Elminster?)
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe.
(Lord, we believe) 

Oh, As for me and Grandpa, we believe! 

And that’s how I know you’re an oglaf connoisseur.

HOLD ON I NEED PUT ON MY PUSSY PACK.

U wot

Something something prostate/spot and gag reflex

“Won’t somebody [redacted] of this [redacted] p[olitician]?” unfortunately seems like our only escape hatch. I wish the two time travelers had better success in their missions. I am not confident the future resistance has enough resources to send a third, but one can hope.

Stop v Wanking < November ^ Embargo >

And that memed britsh Australian dude bitching to the cops very loudly in a “how dare you sir!” ridiculous voice.

Don’t sell yourself short. That’s an impressive, useful skill set. Not everyone could acquire the same skills you have just by watching. And not everyone can muster the motivation and confidence to even attempt new things. And then there is the aspect that you chose to take advantage of the expertise around you. On the other end of the spectrum, you could have ended up like me with a completely shit character build where I dumped most of my stat points into being a nerd long before I knew how the game was played. Being a walking wikipedia and chatgpt-level bullshitter is quickly being obsoleted. But it will be decades before we have robots that will fix your shitter.