When I was real young I would ask my grandad if he knew what was for dinner, he'd usually respond with "Shit On A Shingle." For the longest time I thought he didn't know and was just responding to the question with the least appetizing thing he could think of.

Decades later, working on the road, there was this lady who'd cook up huge dinners and sell plates for like $5 so you didn't have to leave the lot to get food. One day I asked her what was on the menu and she said "Shit On A Shingle" and I replied "Oh, so you don't know yet?" and she said "No, I'm making Shit on a Shingle" and I learned that it's a real dish. It's not bad. Genuinely the worst part of shit on a shingle is how it looks.

Who wins?

As expected, US Army worldbuilding is garbage.

"Let him who thinks he knows no fear look well upon my face" is one of those lines that's so fucking raw that you think it's from The Bible or Shakespeare or some cultured shit. But nah, it's from this song about an indie wrestler who takes his gimmick too seriously.

In which the hosts explore LGBTQ themes in The Twilight Zone.

Opening episode: To Serve C*nt

We've been a group on Discord for a little over 2 years. We try to meet on Sundays at 7:00PM EST and play til 10:30-ish. We're currently playing Warhammer Fantasy Roleplay 4th Edition. Being a Warhammer rpg, there's a reasonable amount of combat and for various personal reasons, our two most melee-oriented characters have had to leave. Currently, the party has been making do with a Halfling guard whose build is more geared toward ranged combat and an NPC Dwarf they freed from the town stocks, who is also not geared for combat.

We tried recruiting some fighters about 3 weeks ago, but the two who responded never got back to us. The last time we got people to join us was when EstraDoll included a picture of Biggs, so she's given me this exclusive Biggs photo to entice further applicants.

Unfortunately, EstraDoll do not supply me with the updated list of user tags for Biggsposting.

This song reminds me of the most fun I ever had in a band. It was 2011 and I was in a band when a friend of mine (the singer/bass player in another band) asked me to come busk with her and some other folks. I showed up and there was the drummer from another band and the guitarist from yet a 4th band. We sorta just played alternative rock standards, and we had so much fun we decided to keep doing it. That was our schtick. No stage shows, no recordings, if you wanted to hear us you had to chance upon us playing pre-1991 alternative songs unplugged in the wild. Then we'd take our earnings and buy either booze or dope. Good times.

That's how I feel 24/7.

Is that...like...good?

Ana was the girlfriend of one of the guys in the band. One day he broke up with her. When everyone else in the band found out, they looked at him and said "What the fuck, man? You can't break up with her. She brought us food at practice." And then they wrote Ana and claimed he wrote it on his own so that Ana would come back to him.

I don't know if it worked, but I 100% agree with the rest of Los Saicos. There's millions of beautiful women in this world, but they don't all bring you food at band practice. If you got a significant other who brings you food at band practice, you hold on for dear life.

Johnny Marr is good. Morrissey is bad.

vs. Not having enough confidence to post in c/Chapotraphouse or c/Main and doing it here instead

Who wins?