Pineapple Express: Someone Is Wrong on the Internet?

Hear me now and believe me later-

I used to be one of those, "Now we're cooking with gas!" kinda guys.

But a few years ago, I moved into a place with a great induction range, and while it took a little while to get used to, I wouldn't go back. The advantages in terms of cleaning, safety, and, you know, the environment are so much higher, and it cooks just as well after the period of time to re-orient your cooking techniques.

And by "cook" I mean drink, and by "switching from a gas range to an induction range" I mean switching from drinking swanky cocktails to just pouring straight gin.
Induction heating is pretty cool stuff. I briefly considered getting into knife making, using an induction forge, because it would be far safer than a gas forge. Unfortunately, it proved to be impractical for me.

 

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@Snarf Zagyg
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I hate that I love that so much.
 





Exactly. Pineapple pizza no longer supporting skill play means that capitalism has failed.

And now, the new 5e is here
And complaining- it is my burden
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've gamed with so many fools
And D&D has been my mainstay
And more, much more than this
They need to make it ... MY WAY!

Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
I killed those bards without dissension
But modern games, I can't endorse
They make our hobby into child's play
And more, much more than this
They need to make it ... MY WAY!

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When my comments bit off more than they could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate up the replies and spit them out
I faced you all, and I stood tall
And Wizards will make it ... MY WAY!

I've trolled, I've complained and cried
I've had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as rage subsides
I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
Oh, no, oh, no, not me
They need to make it ... MY WAY!

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not a game made for him, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
Because they need to make it ... MY WAY!

Yes, you'll all end up playing MY WAY!
 

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