I've only ever cried once in my 'aware of pain' years, and that was a few months back. My sister wasn't paying attention and caught the tip of my finger in the car door. Spent a good minute in there too. I'd honestly thought it'd crushed the bone and it hurt like hell, managed to get a few tears...
I enjoyed it up until the fifth book, which is when my friend got into the slash pairings on fanfiction and started talking about them nonstop. Literally nonstop. Including 'story time' with her favourite slash pairings, where she would read aloud several chapters of one fanfiction that scarred...
I could be the typical psychotically dedicated Silent Hill fan and say that any game in the series after Silent Hill 4 (IMO) offended me because [insert rant about the series steadily going downhill with no hope for the new one], but even then, it really doesn't offend me. It just irks me a...
I wasn't all too interested until they started shaking off water and cocking their heads. Damn my weakness to adorable box-shaped animals.
Figures I can't play Minecraft until I get my damn computer- that will actually run it without a religious sacrifice first -fixed.
5'6"-7"ish, and I think I stopped growing a couple months after I turned eighteen (back in November), considering my fourteen-year-old sister and her friend are taller than me now.
Ehh, not amazing or scary, but it honestly made me pause the game and think about what had just happened.
Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood. I was walking alongside Machiavelli, holding the button down to keep myself incognito, when I accidentally brushed a woman who would not get out of the...
A team of six different types of Pokemon, so the trainer couldn't be a smug jackass like me and walk in with a high level type advantage. ... -cough- Anyway..
The gym itself would be six different gimmicks thrown into six rooms- with about two-to-four trainers in each -for each type of...
I do not insta-hate rap. I'll listen for a moment, then if I don't like it I'll tune it out. But there's one 'rapper' I do insta-hate, and this is the reaction whenever he comes on.
'And now, new by Justin B--' -click-
I doubt really anyone's going to believe me because I don't remember the exact ages, but I've had it twice. Once when I was about two or three (oh Lord, I've seen the video my mum dedicated to it) and again when I was seven, I think.
I am torn between the choices. But both my answers have me not raising the kid. My cousin has Downs, and he is dangerous, angry and sex-crazy because his mother never attempted to help him learn how to behave, or send him to a special school. He will someday hurt a girl, even if he doesn't mean...
... are they serious? So, political correctness WILL be the thing to kill us after all then. That's just... wow.
Where were these people when kids were watching Indiana Jones movies? Face melting, Nazis... dear Lord, they would've started rioting in the streets!
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