Ol' Rat Cock is at it again, smh.
No joke, if I start tidying my room, I won't stop until I've dusted under my couch and scoured my oven.
Rebuild of Picard.
Oh wait, they did that already :(
"Past the green meadow, the dark forest beckons. After winding your way down the twisting path through the gnarled trees, at last you reach the ruined ancient stone temple, and the grate therein leading to the depths below... and perhaps, to a great treasure..."
"Let's ignore the temple and go deeper into the forbidding woods" "YAY!"
MACARONI in a POT.
LOL, friend of mine has a similar technique:
I think it's not just how much gold one has, but whether it can be categorized as a "horde." You may only have a small amount of gold coins, but if you leave them in a messy--but not too messy--pile, you could end up with a small dragon sleeping on top of it.
"Do you believe that my being thiccer or more bodacious has anything to do with my badonk in this place? You think that’s gas you’re passing now?"
"I can't leave Twitter -- all my followers are there."
"I can't leave Twitter -- all the people I follow are there."
Thanks I'm done, sailing West now.