I mean, true heat death would also imply that even your body is spent. No neurons will be able to fire. No brain activity. You won’t be any different than dead.
I mean, true heat death would also imply that even your body is spent. No neurons will be able to fire. No brain activity. You won’t be any different than dead.
All the others are just posing. Goofy is for life.
Skating’s rad. Longboarding is sweet. Rollerblading is tiiiiight, yo.
Just get the protectors and you’ll be fine. Elbows, knees, helmet, wrist guard, and (depending on your age, if you’re older than 12 you’ll want) ankle reinforcement. If you really want to go all out, hip, back, and tailbone pads are cheap and still not constricting. Are you going to look goofy? Sure. Is everybody else just as goofy? They’re wearing clothes, aren’t they? Of course they’re goofy. Just make sure the helmet covers the parts of the head that are going to get hit, not just the top.
It sort of looks like the little guy is wearing a turtleneck over his mouth.
…wait, turtleneck? Oh god, look again, now it’s wearing the shell of a koopa that’s been cut in half!
Replace the background with the Sierra logo and you’d complete the 80s-90s kid nostalgia.
I can’t wait for the inevitable r34 comments about how you feed this monstrosity.
There was an off brand selling something called maple cremes. Cookies were in the shape of maple leaves, and the frosting in the center was just a touch off of brown sugar goo. They were good.
Ah, the ole ‘courtesy sniff.’
You didn’t want to mate with that mantis anyway, trust me, bro. I’ve got your back.