If they were right about that, then we should start looking out for vocal chord parasites that'll turn us into zombies.
I'm just going to go as an abstract representation of Loss.
I'm in this picture and I'm totally fine with it.
I can even get my husky to sing along about how stupid she is. 😃
I got diagnosed with ADHD, BPD, and autism. Then promptly lost my health insurance so I can't actually, you know, do anything about the above.
A single handful of candy corn is all I can handle for a year.
English people getting jealous.
"Never take your friends for granite."
"It's alright, Alex. I know you're not made of stone."
Is that a request?
Kinda depends on their gender, in my experience. Guys without a profile and pics of just themselves not really doing much are usually just looking for a hookup. The girls without a profile are usually what is generally accepted as highly attractive and probably don't even care because everyone will like them.
I have yet to actually have someone talk to me on any of these apps beyond saying hello or asking how my day is. I had better luck actually finding people to talk to, get to know, then set up a date through Craigslist back when it had a personals section.
I mean that it's quite a leap going from making, like, a text-based adventure in C++ or BASIC and changing/adding lines of code to someone else's thing making mods to doing actual, professional level programming of systems I have never even fucked with for fun. Like, I can't make the screen display an image. I don't know how to do any sort of networking, at least from a programming standpoint (hardware and shit, no problem; I was CISCO and A+ certified at one point).
I guess if all they need me to do is make what is essentially a database or calculator, I could do that. 🤷🏻♂️
"So Amicus is a gay, alien, wolf guy and he kidnaps you to be his pet and show up his brother who also has a cool pet, but humans forgot that aliens exist so Amicus basically broke the Prime Directive for which the punishment is death, and they also don't have gas anymore to take you home so you have to pretend to be a dumbass while also helping Amicus become emperor so he can get gas from the Gods and send you home, but then you fall in love and don't want to go home but the Gods say you have to go back to Earth for 8 years to do some missionary work so Earth can join the Galaxias..."