I haven't watched it either, so don't know if it's any good.

Eastern Slav Republic is a fictional country from the Resident Evil/Biohazard series of games.

Earlier in the comment they say "I think RE Damnation perfectly shows how effective they are." Resident Evil Damnation was a 2012 Resident Evil film set largely in the Eastern Slav Republic.

This is just some gamer wanking about how much better the US is than generic fictional eastern European country number 42069 from their heckin' video gamerinos. May as well compare the US' arsenal to Atlantis'.

ETA: commenter is also full of shit about how well America'd do 'cos the majority of the Resident Evil series is BOW attacks on US soil with huge death tolls. Multiple American cities get nuked across the series partly to stop the spread of this-or-that virus.

Plasma has a longer shelf life than whole. A lot of the blood products extracted in America are sold elsewhere in the world so they prioritise the products that are easier and cheaper to ship around.

As far as I'm aware it's only been used by anti-communists.

Anecdotally it seems to be used mostly by baby leftists still figuring out their political ideology and ends up being a crossroads where one end leads to anarchism and the other to NATOists depending on whether they actually go outside and do antifascist praxis.

Yep.

I'm reminded of this map a Blairite drew a couple years back to link Russian interference with "the black community".

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I don't know, but I'm worried they'll find out.

I am terrified by the idea of yanks LARPing as Welsh like they do Irish. My countrymen've been through enough shit, we don't need some cracker mangling Welsh as they try to act like they've got some blood quantum right to our culture (and by culture I mean whatever shitty stereotypes about us they gleaned from the TV).

That big red triangle in the background is a section of the world's biggest wheel of Edam cheese. It'd been wrapped in wax and was ready to be presented as gift to a Chinese diplomat arriving in the USSR.

Unfortunately no-one thought to protect the cheese from an enraged goblin who devoured it whole. They didn't have time to replace it and when the CPC guy arrived with a bronze Lenin bust the size of five Lenins, he got angry that he didn't get anything in return and vowed eternal revenge on the USSR.

This is the real inciting incident of the sino-soviet split and also invention of pogo sticks which the USSR believed could be used to better pursue goblins.

I don't know how the person in the foreground is, perhaps a metaphor for the people whose lives were lost to inter-socialist infighting.

I didn't change anything.

Adults in the room, everyone.

I'm in the Bloody Great Big Swamp.

My job is to figure out if it's a Bloody Great Big Swamp or a Bloody Great Big Swamp.

This Shen Yun hash got me surging like Marx's spector. Last thing these terrified peasants saw was a wave of pure red envelope them.

Damn, I always forget about Boulder Heave when I inevitably run into that wall with DS3 pyro builds. My go to is to switch over to the sunless talisman and spam Dorhy's Gnawing.

When the settler regimes occupying Zimbabwe and South Africa fell, the apartheid hardliners fled to Israel. Is there any other ethnostate they could flee to this time round?

There was this bloke who used to sit at the train station close to the uni I was attending at the time, he'd drink cans of alcohol and do a little trainspotting. We talked a couple of times and he gave me some advice that helped me get out of my shell and talk to people a lot more. I must've only chatted with him, like, once or twice but I think it made all the difference in pushing me into making friends in what would otherwise've been a very lonely and isolated part of my life.

Not sure if I'd class it as the craziest moment of my life, but it was like a scene out of a sitcom:

When I was a teenager I briefly worked part-time at a place that refurbished various household appliances. Donations came in through the front and ended up in back with very little looking over. We took all sorts in and the workshop floor was split into various departments based on what appliances they dealt with. I was a new hire and they were still cycling me 'round various departments, my least favourite one was when I was assigned to cleaning out used ovens.

One day this box came in and, like, we opened it up and there were various electronic massaging gizmos. So, my supervisor is pulling 'em out, he passes some of 'em to me to give a lookover to make sure they're clean and do, like, PAT tests and stuff.

I'm plodding along and he gets to work on the rest himself. I'm doing the tests on this thing that's like a plastic plate with this piece on the top vaguely shaped like a pair of cupped hands, when my supervisor calls me over to lend a hand. He's got this black tube that goes a bit wider on one end, about as thick as my wrist. It looked kinda like a torch but with a cap screwed over the bit the light's in.

His hands are a bit slippy so he's having a hard time unscrewing the cap, so he asked me to have a go. Wider end pointed away from me, I wrapped my hand around the cap and gave it a good twist. The first clue I had that something was amiss was that my supervisor went bright red. I asked him what's wrong and just told me to see for myself, so I turn the thing in my hand and see this silicone orifice looking back at me.

That was how I learnt what a fleshlight is.

By NPC summons I just mean the gold signs on the ground you can interact with to spawn them.