I think I just made over 40 Blocks of Copper in the timespace of a few minutes. Just what am I supposed to do with all this, anyway?
Something tells me that Call of Duty had some changes over the last decade.
You think dragons would ever rp being humans? Like, pretending to sit around having tea, or square dancing?
There seems to be a running joke in my current playthrough where Song somehow dies to something ridiculous (like a Sectoid Crit against height advantage when anyone else would easily return a miss) every mission he goes on. This is a Sniper I’m talking about, I think he’s cursed.
THE CHOREOGRAPHY IS SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL I DIDN’T EVEN SLOW DOWN THE GIF THAT’S EXACTLY THE SPEED THEY FOUGHT AT
uhhh james, you okay?
NOBODY WANTED MY GODDAMN EGGS
If they stick to the pan like that, I don’t think I’d want them either.
I have never laughed harder in my life, omg
oh my god oh my god oh my god
I’M READDY FOR YEEE, YA PIRATE DRESSIN FAKE FOX!
There something about this that sounds like a terrible idea, but I’m not sure what.