He wants a colorful amusement park RPG on rails that plays itself for him. He doesn’t want to be bogged down by silly things like gameplay mechanics, he wants to paint by numbers.

Everything I’ve ever ordered from Japan comes with a lovely handwritten Engrish note and it makes my day every time.

Nice ego, poop guy. We frequent the same spaces, that’s all. Don’t flatter yourself.

edit: this was a good-natured joke, no need to work yourselves up into a lather.

Oh my god, it’s the poop guy!

Hey, check it out, poop guy’s in town!

It’s your money, use it when you need it!

It doesn’t, that guy is just a condescending prick.

Look at all your different colored hats!

Well, when your job is to menace the communities you are supposedly charged with protecting, all that extra attention can really be a bother.

If we’re being honest, I hate magazine less than I hate sublemmy.

Lmao if I didn’t go alone

Former individual is just the politically correct way to say dead guy.

Sadly I’m 32 and I don’t think there’s much they can do for me.

On holidays, my family insists on gathering together and sharing a meal. It’s fucking terrible.

But you have heard of him.