Affray

Permanent unless they need to break that rule and seperate the two characters, which they can and have done.

I just read this on livescience and felt the uncontrollable urge to share this with you fine level headed folk.
This both made me laugh and shake my head in bewildered confusion.

http://www.livescien...rth-belief.html

And here is their forum/website.

http://www.theflatea...html#msg1312141

I just stopped wondering and installed a corpse hatch in my room, problem solved.

Me too. April can't come soon enough.

April always comes right on time when I am involved.
Hehehe.

NYAH!

Next time Gol, next time.

I remember reading somewhere that lot of people in eastern countries think that North America is just America, and that Canada is a part of that.

Not sure how accurate that is.
Canadians who travel throughout Europe are treated like gold, and Merkins who travel throughout Europe pretend they are Canadians because they know the rest of the world loves us.
I have seen Merkins go so far as to put our flag on thier bags and jackets to fool the rest of the world.

Modular housing is a must as far as I am concerned.
The benefits are too numerous to list, but I assure you they are very real, I promise.

An education system that actually makes sense is what the Americas needs most.
Europe pretty much has it right, so I can't take the idea for myself.

Canada and the States have it so that their citizens who pursue a higher education pay insane amounts of money for that education, which rarely pays off in the end because the jobs they get pay the same or less than the job you only need your high school diploma to work. The government doesn't care though because you owe them money for the student loan they gave you.

Most places in Europe, the wealthyish places anyway, go quite the opposite route.
If a citizen chooses to go through school and attend a higher learning facility they are not required to pay large amounts of money for that education.
Most foreign students I have met are having their tuition, rent, books and food covered by their government.
The logic there is that the government is paying for a student to learn skills of knowledge that will in turn benefit the country as a whole when that student applies those skills/knowledge in the work force.
That makes about as much sense as any one thing ever can.

Why the flying fuck doesn't that happen in the Americas?
Instead students are sapped dry by the government to get that education, shrugged off when there are no jobs to be had, then shaken by the ankles when it comes time to pay off those loans you had to take out just so you didn't end up flipping burgers for the rest of your life. Which you then turn around and do so that you can afford to pay off the loans.
The logic center in my brain poops itself when it realized the world it lives in.

I used to be a vault hunter like you, then I took a bullet to the knee.
True story.

And here they are.
I haven't stitched them out yet, but these are the files that they will be stitched from.





Also, the Brotherhood of Steel emblem just for good measure.

Yes, because I'm just teeming with anger :3

That is how wolves are, can't fight your nature.

They confirmed it, in their reddit AMA.

That means that if everyone in the world got in to the Animus from asassin's creed, most of us could theoretically relive the events of Genghis Khan's life, if we did in fact share his genetics.

Luckily for you I have several Portal patches in the works.

Here are a few that I have made but still need to put on etsy.

what you fail to see in that image is the hilariously tiny dicks of the germans involved.

Hilarious.

And im pretty sure that is the largest railway gun there ever was, which speaks even more volumes about those Nazi's wangs.

So yesterday I went to use my bathroom sink and saw what I thought to be a tick at first glance walking about in the sink basin. Naturally my inner disdain for this particular insect took over and I quickly but definitively gave the water a quick blast so as to knock the the contempable prick down the drain and out of my life. As I did so, just as the water smashed its puny round body down the drain at the very last second before it was swept away I saw that it was in fact not a tick, but a weevil. This struck me with a pang of guilt, weevils are ok in my books. Unlike the dastardly tick for which I hold a great many distastes. After a few moments of regret pertaining to the destruction of an insect that I did not loath for its parasitic disease carrying tendancies I told myself that these things happen and moved on with my day. Later that day, after much work and play I found myself in the bathroom again. While standing in the room I heard a small clicking sound coming from the sink. As this was out of the ordinary for my sink I investigated the sound. As I lay my gaze upon my sink I saw two tiny stick legs reach up from the drain. After a moment of two of struggle the legs hoisted their master from the abyss, low and behold it was the lamentable weevil. This excited me nearly to the point of doing a fist pump alone in my bathroom. This weevil, that I had washed down the drain nearly half of a day previous, had mustered the immense effort it must have taken to drag its petite form from the bottomless pit that is my drain. Not only was this an amazing feat, but it releaved my previous guilt. If this wevil had hands, and could handle my power, I would have high-fived it on the spot. Seeing as how this would crush it, and the awesomeness is too much for this world to endure, I chose to instead be the harbinger of its fervently earned freedom from the perils of my house. So I plucked the mighty weevil from the basin of my sink, dried it off with a single square of toilet paper (it was the least I could do for bringing this deplorable situation down upon its tiny head), and escourted this hero of sorts to the front lawn and sweet freedom. I placed it within the safe haven of my front garden and wished it luck, though given the immense grit and determination this champion of beetles posessed I am more than certain it will be just fine.

That kid freaks me out.
Its like the pet cemetary kid all over again.