

No way! It’s definitely still worth a watch. I’ve never had a show make me cry so severely both from laughter and sadness. It’s beautiful!


No way! It’s definitely still worth a watch. I’ve never had a show make me cry so severely both from laughter and sadness. It’s beautiful!
raises hand Me, I am that autistic person. I once printed out all of the developers for Zelda - Breath of the Wild, and then printed out the shrine names, and then figured out which shrine was named for which developer.
Me as an autistic person will always vote for asking about another person’s hyper-focus/super interest!
Tell me about your turtles! Show me pictures! Tell me about how you customs built a tank to these crazy specifications and your old guys super special diet!
I love that shit!


I saw Linkin Park in 2004. I don’t know how to better explain how life changing the show was than to explain the wild fucking situation I was in.
I was 14 years old and a friend of my parents invited me to see Linkin Park with them. I honestly didn’t put to much thought into it, it was fucking Linkin Park. So a week later my teenage heart was all a flutter preparing to sit in the same sold out arena as THE CHESTER BENNINGTON!
And I don’t know how many of you were teenagers in the early aughts but I was head to toe Hot Topic’d out, heavy HEAVY eyeliner, really caked on foundation that didn’t match my skin tone, red plaid Chuck Taylor High-tops, the whole thing.
And just as I was getting ready to leave my mother came in, pretty fucking fuming, telling me that I was lucky she was such a good mother or I wouldn’t go anywhere near THAT whore sleeping with her husband.
Soooo yeah, it was really fucking awkward the whole drive there. My autistic brain was panicking. I genuinely don’t remember parking, walking to our seats, or the opening bands. I’m 72% sure one the bands was Story of the Year.
But the minute Linkin Park hit the stage my whole body, heart, and soul felt that show. I literally started sobbing when they started playing Numb.
I don’t know how to explain it all other than saying my little 14 year old brain somehow knew I needed to set aside all do the bullshit and take everything in because I was experiencing something that was a one in a lifetime.


It’s so exhausting that this is just allowed these days. I would very much like to call for certain things against certain people, but no. I want off this timeline please.


Well to be fair it wasn’t there when I first commented bud.


You think Microsoft has consumers best interests in mind? Are you serious? Like are you genuinely caping for Microsoft or am I missing something here?


Now do Axxon!
You clearly don’t have auDHD…


I’m sorry but comments like these are why we’re at where we’re at in my opinion.
Yes, hurt people hurt people, but that isn’t an excuse. If you violate the social contract, you lose the right to participate in the privileges of said social contract.
At what point to we stop giving these people passes for the sheer amount of violence and vitriol they put into this world?
If the majority of society finds this woman fucking stupid as hell, then I’d say it’s safe to assume, she’s stupid as fucking hell and this we deal with her appropriately.
Everyone has a right to an opinion, but that right doesn’t exclude you from the consequences of being a fucking moron.



Arthur’s death scene in red dead redemption hit me so hard, even though I knew it was coming. The music, the build up. I was already a mess losing my horse. It was brutal and amazing, and now I play this game at least once every year.


The ending of this game absolutely blew my mind. I was super late to gaming so my husband had me play this. Watched me start to finish and when I got to the end reveal. I just… I just exploded basically.


HuThey aren’t aggressive per saybut their size alone can make them problematic. I was definitely high on adrenaline at the time that’s for sure!


I came here to talk about the driving in Arkham. The joker races where fucking ridiculous. I’m a patient gamer, not a good one, but patient. It takes A LOT to piss me off so bad I don’t come back, but driving in that game made me flip the table.
My Tummy, Your Hurts. Saying No to The Yes of Stress.
ALLL HAIL GLENDALE!
(This is my favorite show. I have her book as a sticker on my laptop!)


Where I live bears, moose, and mountain lions aren’t uncommon. But the one where I was the most scared was when I was parasailing in Hawaii and while I was wading in the water and GIANT whale breeched right near me. Like RIGHT near me. He swam right under me after and tickled my feet.


I would piss myself. Full on piss myself.


So glad I canceled my pre-order for this. A three minute quick time event where you don’t have to do a damn thing?! No thanks.
I’d rather have weird side effects and be fat than be dead.
Frats= bois who’s parents are rich, rich little bois become sycophantic, narcissistic, adult man children with zero empathy. And then you mix all those bois together and you get a sort of weird homoerotic lord of the flies situation.