How do you know there isn’t a sheet of felt or cork glued to the metal coaster?

This tip really doesn’t let me down, turns around and desert me

Imagine your whole life consists of thousands if not millions of people saying you are good looking. Suddenly, age takes it’s toll and now it’s only hundreds. Now the dopamine flow (a lot of) people get from admiration, is dwindling . I bet basically investing a lot of your stat points into appearance ( by luck and genes), now withering away, makes you way more determined, trying to reverse that process. Especially if you have no skill to fall back on which could outweigh your appearance “effect” but will still keep generating adoration/respect/interest by people.

I would say face and body shape. Sometimes voice. General appearance in terms of confidence and, in later stages, ability to socialize and “present” themselves.

Fucking prions. When I first learned about them in high school they really made me freak out. They are like the new game+ final boss of things fucking with things. Like how can they even infect other things, fucking mangled and misfolded looking ass, fuck them!

Oh what, so that’s not an exaggerated story? I always thought that’s hyperbole

Show me the Lämp, brother

It’s all about the proper regurgitating technique