Just confirmed for me never to watch this. Learned my lesson when dumbass coworkers were hyping me about two girls one cup and we watched it.
Told them they were stupid as shit and took off.
Seems like it did what it was supposed to do, leave you & everyone else with dumb looks on their faces.
Cluemaster wouldn’t be on Batman’s or anyone else’s radar, which is why it being him was imo a good twist. Just goes to show Batman’s arrogance to not even have Cluemaster as a “maybe” to me. Nobodies checking for fucking Cluemaster, which is why it works.
Because Cluemaster is a fucking LAME.
I’d rather see Crazy Quilt than fucking Cluemaster…
Lol… It’s nothing like that. Just incredibly awkward.
Well Cluemaster was dead before the whole reboot and sorta not reboot so I wouldnt expect his ass either.
DC and Marvel just can’t keep dudes dead, when is Uncle Ben coming back.
Ben came back in this last Spidey event lol.
It’s a very excited, awkward white dude fucking a black prostitute.
Are you shitting me right now.
If he isn’t around around its cool, but if he was revived and hanging out with the immortal Aunt May then what the fuck.
Nigga don’t you pay attention? I’ve dropped everything from JW shit to divorce shit to homo erotic antics with this joint. Let us know, yo.
Eh is not that bad, is just some random white dude fucking a black prostitute in the ass and comming after one minute saying random ass bullshit.
I am pretty sure that at least the regulars wouldn’t mind helping you (if they can) with whatever you want to take off from your chest.
SRK I can’t.
Good point lol.
Alright whatever let’s go. So up until about…15ish my Mom abused me on a regular basis, both me and my brother. Not sexually, just beat the living fuck out of you kind of deal.
She gets mad at something from work, I get lashed across the back until I’m bleeding out and have to miss school for a week and lie to doctors.
Accidentally put to much salt on Chips at a restaurant when she is trying to look impressive to her church friends, I get my jaw busted open and punted across the house causing severe stomach issues.
Brother and I decide to call our Dad she didn’t want us to have contact with to give him our new address so he can actually use visitation rights, she tries to drown us in the bath tub and I almost die.
Small, small sampling of what we went through. The only reason it stopped at that age is because I finally had enough and beat the shit out of her in front of my grandma and uncle who always turned a blind eye to me. Only reason I wasn’t arrested was because I threatened to go public about it. The physical abuse stopped but the emotional abuse roller coaster kept on trucking.
After a few years I thought I was crazy and imagined it, no one else ever acknowledges it or talked to me when it came up until I was about 18 and my brother and I had a talk regarding it. He had the same issue I did at the time, horrific nightmares and waking up screaming in a cold sweat.
Then for about nine or so years I convinced and trained myself to ignore it, numbing myself and putting in a front for people, acting like who they wanted me to be. I wasn’t a person, just a puppet who played the role someone needed.
Then about two years ago after moving away from that side ofnthe family I had a mental breakdown, it all came flooding out and I couldn’t stop thinking about it or reacting to it. It pretty much forced me to come to terms with it after so many years and find some personal closure on the situation.
I’m just now to the point where I am comfortable talking about what happened and what I experienced, and trying to move forward from something that held me back for so long. Relationships, making a life for myself, treating myself with respect and joining the world was something I couldn’t do before because I felt I had no right to. I simply lost myself in games and books and held onto that short term escape for far to long. Any friends I made for a long period of time didn’t know me, any women I dated ended up leaving because I refused to talk about me, the fear kept me so restrained from doing anything.
I still haven’t talked to her in three years despite my brother urging me to, or even speaking to that side that family for letting it happen and keeping so many secrets from me. Like how both my mom and grandmother are mentally I’ll and it is hereditary, or how my uncle didn’t have the anuerism that terrified me for years, he killed himself. Or how they attempted to brainwash and manipulate me to hurt my Dad.
The worst regret I have out of all of this was spending nine years away from my Dad, I thought he hated me and didn’t want anything to do with me and he thought the same thing it wasn’t until my Mom kicked me out after being homeless and her preventing me from finding work to have control over me that I got to know him again. But I won’t ever really know him, I won’t have that bond he shares with his other kids.
But I know he loves me, and he appreciates my help. And I know I can finally feel safe and have a home with this side of the family for once in my life and that is good enough. I’m lucky to have at least one parent who cares about me, a lot of people don’t even have that.
Shit man. Let me do something and I’ll get back at you.
This is the whitest post out of all white posts fam
Only little rule I can get behind if it’s a duel central area is that you should give the other guy some time to buff. Works favorably both ways since both players can buff and get on their way. Invasions while i’m trying to get through shit? Slightest moment of weakness and i’ll give them the jump.
Also not sure if you’ve invaded enough before but there’s some pretty lame fucks that just brings like 2-3 friends at your spawn point and meaties the fuck out of you while you’re slowly still spawning. Lame as fuck.
Wish it was my mom instead of my dad that beat me up as a kid. Pretty sure I could have kicked her ass.
Nowadays she just torments me buy calling me up to join her in the lastest ponzi scheme…
The worst part of abuse is that you don’t even realize it until you’re older and already messed up by it. Man, I hope things get better for you. Keep on seeing your dad. Mothers can be fucked up with how they alienate fathers from their children’s lives. That’s abuse right there.
If you ever need to talk I’m here, man.
Rage of Ultron was just 104 pages of daddy issues.
Damn Cali. The thirst is about to become DAMN real.
-Starhammer-
I’m good now, just took a long while and a lot of lessons learned. My goal now is to be nothing like her and get myself checked out regularly, make sure I don’t go pants on head crazy.
Just figured I would get it off my chest to more than three people and prove it to myself.