I don’t like tacos.
Pasta by default, but that’s not to say I don’t like pasta. As long as it isn’t spicy.
I don’t like tacos.
Pasta by default, but that’s not to say I don’t like pasta. As long as it isn’t spicy.
Everypony likes to look at something happy now and again!
It is. Trust me.
It’s hard quoting appropriate literature to sound both clever and condescending.
I think I’d be more like Bob Page.
“No regrets, my dear. As Ariadne told Theseus before he entered the Minotaur’s labyrinth: Always forward. Never left or right.”
Of course, I might be giving myself too much credit as a villainous mastermind. It’s probably harder than it looks.
Since these are almost exact replicas of questions I’ve already answered, you must have already seen the answers too.
No, but I’ve got this question before.
Why have I got this question before and why am I getting it again?
This week I’ve been working from around nine till four, but you were only an hour off.
If I enjoy a movie, then I don’t think it’s bad. Just because somepony else might not like it doesn’t mean it has to affect my decision in the least.
I liked Good Burger. I thought Independence Day was incredible. I used to love the Pokemon show. And I will still sit down and watch Blue’s Clues if I see it on (and the host is Steve).
I just don’t let society tell me what I should and shouldn’t enjoy.
If it’s both yours and mine, then it would be our hero.
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I know what you meant, I just don’t know how to respond. I’m not a hero.
That would imply there’s something I’m ashamed of enjoying. I can’t think of anything right now.
But don’t confuse guilty pleasure with “something that’s not appropriate for a family-friendly page.” Just because I refuse to talk about something -here-, doesn’t mean I’m ashamed of it.