The Blackangel

Prison scrubs. They're more comfortable. Just trust me on this one.

That's heritage. Lineage is specific members of your family. Your lineage is your parents, grand parents, great grandparents, etc. etc. etc. But to answer the question, I've looked at mine all the way back to the late 18th century. It's fairly interesting to me to see my line back then.

Aside from a bra, I haven't worn underwear in years.

If it's an extremely hot day, a cold shower is the perfect thing. I don't dry off completely, I just mop up the heavy water that is still on my body, and leave the rest alone.

Europe. There's too much I want to see there, and I've been to the Caribbean several times already. I want to see something new.

You all know my obsession with astronomy. So my choice is obviously the moon. da Vinci didn't find it all that useful. He designed wooden shoes that bouied his weight perfectly and allowed him to walk on water. He saw no real advantage to is, as the only time it could have a purpose is if you were on a sinking ship. But if that were the case you would die from exhaustion trying to fight the waves to stay upright.

I have the ability to lie. I'm extremely skilled and very convincing. Manipulation is an ability I have had for as long as I can remember. I'm the most convincing liar a person could meet. But I'm honest to a fault. I don't lie unless I have to, or if I'm goofing and making up shit. I could tell you all that I'm 7' tall and pure muscle. You know that's bullshit. I could tell you that I live in KCMO, and that would be plausible, because all I've ever revealed about my location is that I live in Missouri. If a person isn't a good liar, and most aren't, it's beyond easy to tell that they're lying. But being able to lie convincingly qualifies you to run for politics. Dupe enough people to believe your bullshit, and you're elected. Honesty is a much better policy, and making good on your promises will endear you more to those who matter to you. One thing people don't do when they lie, is pick something realistic, and keep up with that lie. They always pick something that is either impossible or simply doesn't line up with other facts in evidence. You have to remember and maintain that lie, as well as making sure it doesn't contradict something that could prove them both to be bullshit. Most don't have that skill. They get all nervous, trip over their words, and tense up when they're trying to keep up with it. They're amateurs, and don't have a clue what they're doing. But either way, there's a time and place for everything.

I was a bull rider when I was a teen, and I can promise you that being a bull fighter is much easier than a bull rider. For starters, What kind of wrap are you going to use on the bull? Split finger? Full hand? Butterfly? Second, do you know how to lean on the bull when you're on it? Third, do you know what to do when you get hung up? Fourth, do you know the right spurs to wear? Fifth, do you know where to look while you're riding? Sixth, do you know where to sit on the bull? Seventh, do you know where to position your legs to hold on to the bull? Eighth, do you know what you do with the arm that's not tied to the bull? The job of a bull fighter is to distract the bull so the bull rider can get to his/her feet and be able to get to safety. The majority of the time, the bull just wants out of the arena, and stands there until the gate opens. Often it's other bull riders that are out there to distract it as the bull fighters. They're on their feet the whole time. The bull rider has to stay on the bull and keep a proper ride. That's 2000+ pounds of pure muscle trying to throw you. There are bulls that have never been able to be ridden. There are bulls that are purely lethal, due simply to how they buck. The deadliest bull ever was Bodacious. He knew how to wait until the rider leaned forward before he threw his head up into the face of the bull rider. Millions upon millions of dollars have been spent on plastic surgery across bull riding by the ones who tried to ride him and got busted up. As for being pierced by the horns, that's not a possibility. The bulls horns are either cut to blunt tips, or completely removed. They couldn't pierce melted butter.

After a week of inability to speak, and isolation, I'm back. I honestly wasn't sure if I would ever return to any of the forums I post on. But I'm back here at least. And truth be told, I actually missed this place. There are things that I still need to deal with in this whole situation, but I'm making some minimal progress. I've made plans to fly out to Indiana next month to hopefully bring home an Iroc. So here's hoping everything goes well on that end. I'll have my niece or maybe one of her friends model with it for some pics if I bring it home. I'm too fat and ugly to model, unless I move to a world full of orcs and goblins. TL/DR: I'm back, but still mourning. Besides you guys need a psycho bitch here to keep you all in line.

I was going to mention that one! Poli - Latin for many Ticks - blood sucking parasites Politics There was never a better word created to describe those that work in government.

Curry is a key ingredient in Indian food.

I'm dead serious about the number, and yes, they are all functional.

We had to put Bean Dip down last night. He was completely unable to use his hind legs from what we were told. So we cut our St. Louis vacation short and came home early. I haven’t spoken or been able to form a single thought in my head. But this one is worse than when we lost Gypsy. With Bean, it was a conscious decision made to intentionally kill him. I don’t know when or even if at this point I will be back. Losing Gypsy was extremely devastating. The role that we played in losing Bean Dip, was more than my mind has been able to handle. By the time my girl came out from the vet office, I had my .357 in my chin, and was starting to squeeze the trigger. She got to me first and wrestled the gun away from me. I wish she hadn't. I wanted to go with Bean. I still do. I just can't think at the moment. We had him since he was a puppy. He was around 11 years old. I remember crying uncontrollably the whole way home from St. Louis, but nothing else. So this is definitely a temporary goodbye, and potentially a permanent goodbye. I don't know at the moment. Obviously the YouTube channel is on hiatus for now, assuming it ever starts up again.

Don't follow.

Both of these games are insanely hard. Hard to the point that a Game Genie is almost a requirement to play the damn games. But which one is more difficult. I'm expecting the vast majority of people to give their vote to Battletoads, but sit back and think for a moment before you do. They were both so hard that you had one hit kills, no saves, and no continues. Ghosts 'N Goblins is often confused with Ghosts 'N Ghouls, despite them being the same basic game. The only real difference being their platform. Neither is forgiving, or willing to show a tiny bit of mercy at any point. You will get your ass kicked over and over. It's why so many young gamers learned the term "rage quit". They led to many broken controllers, and many kids being grounded. When you hear your seven year old scream "MOTHER FUCKER" that's usually when the kid gets a break from the games because they're grounded for a month and the game is taken away from them.

Until I get the programs that were recommended to me here fully learned, it will most likely be 1 hour clips that will be abruptly ending. That's the longest setting for recording that PS4 has unfortunately.

Finding a chair and sitting down, while I look for my keys so I can go home. I'm a boring bitch.

When did this thread go from talking about fantasy card games to talking about NASCAR? And I thought I was scatterbrained.

He actually wasn't stabbed in the chest. If you watch the cinematic closely enough, you will see that he was stabbed in the shoulder. The spot he was stabbed was near the upper corner of his lung, but far enough up and over that it would have missed. It stabbed him in the front on his torso, but not in any kind of fatal spot.

I don't think it's a hoarder issue. I have 10 times as many games on NES as I do on PS3, and have no issue getting around to playing them. I think the issues is just how new of a system the PS3 is, and that I'm a classic gamer. It's just too new for me to fully get into. Sure there are games that I enjoy, like GoW and Dante's Inferno. I love those. But I just can't get around to playing them.

NES A Boy And His Blob Clash At Demonhead Faxanadu SNES Wild C.A.T.S. PS1 Darkstone ATARI 2600 virtually anything

I'll take the villain. I couldn't convincingly pull off a hero. Maybe an anti-hero could be in my abilities, but I doubt it. Besides a villain aligns with me more than any hero could.

I don't eat until late at night anyway.