Glad to have been of inspiration! See you on the servers :)

There are, and it’s awesome! It was kind of shocking to see populated servers in a 20+ year-old game lol

Unreal Tournament 2004. Someone made a post about a reworked version free to download a few days ago and I’ve been hooked ever since. I’ve mostly been playing story-driven single-player RPGs lately and having a game that you just boot up and play three action-packed matches in ten minutes is a breath of fresh air.

Department of Homeland Security. If you’re blocking “ICE agent”, this is a related term. It’s mentioned in almost every other post about ICE.

DHS

By the way things are going, he’s gonna have many chances to practice.

I’ll remember this next time some hack conspiracy theorist claims that academics try to suppress them. Ol’ Ted tried to blow up universities and he’s still getting cited. Science doesn’t hold grudges lol

My job is so fucking unbelievable.

I’ll try to sum it up by first telling you about the folks I work with:

First, there is this supermodel wanna-be chick. Yeah, okay, she is pretty hot, but damn is she completely useless. The girl is constantly fixing her hair or putting on makeup. She is extremely self-centered and has never once considered the needs or wants of anyone but herself. She is as dumb as a box of rocks, and I still find it surprising that she has enough brain power to continue to breathe.

The next chick is completely the opposite. She might even be one of the smartest people on the planet. Her career opportunities are endless, and yet she is here with us. She is a zero on a scale of 1 to 10. I’m not sure she even showers, much less shaves her “womanly” parts. I think she might be a lesbian, because every time we drive by the hardware store, she moans like a cat in heat.

But the jewel of the crowd has got to be the fucking stoner. And this guy is more than just your average pothead. In fact, he is baked before he comes to work, during work, and I’m sure after work. He probably hasn’t been sober anytime in the last ten years, and he’s only 22. He dresses like a beatnik throwback from the 1960’s, and to make things worse, he brings his big fucking dog to work. Every fucking day I have to look at this huge Great Dane walk around half-stoned from the second-hand smoke. Hell, sometimes I even think it’s trying to talk with its constant bellowing. Also, both of them are constantly hungry, requiring multiple stops to McDonalds and Burger King, every single fucking day.

Anyway, I drive these fucktards around in my van and we solve mysteries and shit.

Paywall. Here’s another article on the same topic, in case anyone else needs it.