SpankmyMetroid
Prince
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- Jun 22, 2016
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Is there one already yet? Forums are too slow for my generation and there’s no function to post dank memes here
Discord is too fast for my generation XDIs there one already yet? Forums are too slow for my generation and there’s no function to post dank memes here
Raised in the eighties. Still wondering about what is TikTok good for. Or tweeter. Heck, I'm tempted to delete my Facebook account.What generation are you? Discord won't speedup new version![]()
I totally understand youRaised in the eighties. Still wondering about what is TikTok good for. Or tweeter. Heck, I'm tempted to delete my Facebook account.
Forums and blogs, on the other hand, are perfect for sharing complex ideas. We don't give it the praise it deserves but Civfanatics as a forum application works pretty well, compared to most other sites I visit.
Twitter is like something between Facebook and Discord, just for short text messages and TikTok is like Twitter for video clips.Raised in the eighties. Still wondering about what is TikTok good for. Or tweeter.
Raised in the eighties. Still wondering about what is TikTok good for. Or tweeter. Heck, I'm tempted to delete my Facebook account.
Forums and blogs, on the other hand, are perfect for sharing complex ideas. We don't give it the praise it deserves but Civfanatics as a forum application works pretty well, compared to most other sites I visit.
Oh, that's why we have to wait so long for new versions xDHuh, you youngsters with your fancy internets and smartphones!!! I send bug reports to @Gazebo by good ol' fax and he never complains.
Oh, that's why we have to wait so long for new versions xD
Please! Stop!![]()
Nah, Animal Husbandry is too high-tech. Just send him on footPerhaps we could start sending code by messenger on horseback?
Okay, I'll stop haha
I've been sending them by carrier pigeon, but I think the poor things have conked out half way across the Pacific.
Many years ago, I embarked on the great pilgrimage. Placing my life in the hands of steel and iron I rode for months across the vast salt watery death of the Atlantic. Carrying but a scant few meager possessions, I went on foot, to the west, always west. Through forest wood and iron jungle my slim legs hobbled me forward, and at last, at the foot of the great mountain, I found.... the Gazebo.
We talked of many things. We talked about the meaning of happiness, we lamented the loss of wonder....especially by 1 turn. Through the night we questioned if all the difficulties in life truly came down to A, B, and C....and if one more turn was really what it was all about.
On that day I lost 3 years of time and gained 10 in spirit, and then...I left.
I hope to make the journey once more in my lifetime, when the shimmer of gold is seen across the horizon...I will know it is time.