“Cyberleek has a project,” the message begins. “Not Rockstar related. Gaming related. It needs expensive hardware. Months to set up. Years to run. Full-time. If you cannot trust the figure, trust the skills. You do not know Cyberleek. Cyberleek could be anyone. Even a liar. That is fair. No blame for doubt. Doubt is the correct default for an unknown. What is collected goes to the project. However much arrives, Cyberleek does the possible with it. That is the only promise.”

If they fancy a new gaming PC why don’t they just say so?

So sweet she came out of her shell a little

Rituals being the default explanation for basically every artifact can be annoying until you realize we’re living in the golden age of ritual

You can have an actual monster removed for that kind of money

Tolkien’s first draft

Apologies Mr. Wheaton, I meant no disrespect

Critical analysis of the pig population’s worsening housing crisis

Terrible decision indeed. Never let a skunk climb on you.

sad ship horn noises

uh oh

Why did I read this in Clint Eastwood’s voice

Close your nose and you can’t see your eyes.

Gay men:

“We’re expecting to catch the red dot in the next fishal year”

DJ Toot n Jammin

Damn kids with their fancy syntax highlighting

“Og talk bad yesterday”

I forgive you, OP

I like a joke. That’s why I’m so fond of your understanding of firewalls.