Rick and I are rewatching The Ranch before the new season drops in a weekish (don’t judge, it’s funny and reminds me of where I grew up, and yes, Sam Elliot makes my heart go pitty pat), and they started talking about bucket lists.
Me- You know, we prolly ought to talk about making a bucket list.
Rick- /thinks a minute- Yeah, to finish all the video games I got.
Me- Shit, if you could put Death on hold for that, we’d be fuckin immortal.
Steam library- 206 games and counting. Oy.
Curiouser and Curiouser 