Humans might have invented sun screen 40000 years ago. That's insane!
I kinda want to do a Pokemon run on my phone, but I'm afraid I'll turn autistic about it again.
My Pokemon autism consists in 3 main things:
1) I become obsessed in getting good pokemon for my main team, so I keep checking IVs of everything I catch, and catching multiple of the same pokemon until I find something good.
2) I become obsessed with trying to grow berries, and guarantee they don't go extinct, which usually means I have to grind for berries at least twice a day.
3) I become obsessed with catching everything from a route before moving to the next zone. So I'll keep grinding until I catch one of those 1% encounter rates.
Combined, these autisms make playing Pokemon into a chore over time, which is why I never managed to finish gen 4.
I HATE Islam with a burning passion.
If you were born a Muslim, and because of the indoctrination you can't see the evil in this religion, I understand that circumstances beyond your control made you biased in your defense of the Muslim fate, and that you can't see yourself abandon or betray it in any way. Ultimately you didn't have a choice in the matter, so I don't hate you.
And if you do your best to reject the bad parts of the faith, and are honestly trying to pick the best possible teachings of it to guide your life, then I will defend your right to practice your religion, the way you understand it, the best I can.
But if you are a common western normie, that for whatever reason ends up converting to Islam, let me be clear: I have zero sympathy for you. You weren't forced into it, you weren't automatically biased from birth towards it, you had absolutely every opportunity to accurately inform and educate yourself, but you didn't. You had a choice. And you deliberately made the choice to participate in one of the most horrid ideologies mankind has ever created.
And if needed, I'll make a choice too...
なんで君はこれを読んでいるかよ
Just another random person passing by.
Oh hi.
The Alyx Vance must go this way anyway.
Gordon Freeman dies in All Dogs Go To Heaven 2.
I wasn't designed to be carried.
En Taro Igel!
Lift me up, let me go...