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+1 to xkcd. Critter gets it.

Quote from: MaximumZero on August 28, 2014, 11:24:32 pm

I got to the point where I could parallel park with trucks. By that time, however, I'd just about beaten the game. Driving with wasd is hard.

Ah, at last! Buying a console version has a FUCKING ADVANTAGE

Nope. PC functional controllers are actually kinda' cheap, if you go for low end ones. There's also flat out adapters for console controllers, so... no. No advantage.

Blood magpies steal the show again, huzzah.

My kids are just barely 6 and not yet born. I don't want to think about them dating yet.

You need to start early if you're going to construct a proper rube goldberg machine of appropriately violent courtship qualification, though. It takes time for the ostriches to reach full maturity, and imports are no good.

Personally I think the archetype of gatekeeper is creepy, and a parent should act more as a guide.

As in, direct them to knowledge, keep an open dialogue about the subject, and be a place they can return to should their heart be broken.

Well sure. I don't see how that precludes breaking one or two little limbs, though. Gotta' keep up appearances and whatnot. Make sure the grand kids have a few good stories of when grandparent X twisted parent Y into a pretzel. Or when parent Y managed to escape by jumping out the second story window, stuff like that.

No, no, you'd do the same thing for your son. It's not a matter of protection, it's a matter of making sure the bloodline stays strong. "You must have suffered this many broken bones to ride the progeny-mobile" sort of thing.

No, no. Do it more regal like. Purposeful.

"Today, I break your legs. Tomorrow, if you come back, I break your arms. The day after, if you return, I will grant you blessing to court my daughter."

And then you break his/her legs and send them on their way. The kid, mind. Not just their legs. No delimbing, just maiming.

Though yeah, on the name thing, give them something to remember you well by, but only if you don't expect to live to the point there's a strong likelihood they'll be your primary source of care. Zero intention of having kids, personally, but I was always fond of Taro Pantyhose <Lastname>. No less than three vectors of torment in that one. Bull, toilet paper, and the obvious.