I believe you think you know what you’re talking about, but you don’t, I promise. The king is never captured, that’s the whole point of the game, and why the king’s point value is infinity. Any move that would result in you putting your king in check is an illegal move, meaning you can never sacrifice your king.

I have ASD1, and I have a few students who have it as well, possibly ASD2 for one of them. It is…a challenge sometimes, to say the least (which is how much I would LOVE if one of them would say sometimes as he rambles incessantly when I am otherwise occupied). I do my best to help my autistic students feel heard and to be understood while also giving them insight into their autistic traits that some (mostly neurotypical) people might find challenging and insight into how they might be able to fit in better with others.

No no…they’re trying to…you know.

More like they get the horsey in the trebuchet and then the end credits kick in because the movie’s over, checkmate. The king in chess never gets captured.

This was such a compensating thing. Tried to back out of the deal, wasn’t allowed to, then made this dumbass dad joke. “I meant to do that” vibes, fucking pathetic.

Drumpf is obsessed with rally size, skuM is obsessed with twitter engagement. Rotten tomatoh, decomposing tomahto.

The Russians were pissed when all of their soldiers died and only SG-1 made it out alive.

Canadian actor Michael Shanks.

So it is! And Jonathan Brandis on the right…I rember him from that awful Rodney Dangerfield movie Ladybugs. Brandis died not long after.

How will the uberwealthy not feel the effects of capitalism crumbling and money becoming worthless?

To be perfectly honest, I hope they tank the entire country and western civilization by extension. I know, I know…the most oppressed among us will suffer the most. Like, I get it.

But the fall of capitalism has been in the fucking mail for a few decades now, and I need it to hurry up and happen. My autism leads me to get irrationally anxious and upset when natural consequences don’t ensue, and everything still not having come crashing down around us when it is what this country deserves is REALLY fucking with my head.

7-11 Cheeseburger Bite. Hamburger in the shape of a hot dog, with nacho cheese injected into the middle. Put it on a hot dog bun, and top it with their free chili and nacho cheese. Most 7-11s don’t carry them any more, so when I find one that does, I immediately buy two and them shotgun them in my car in the parking lot.

Also, some dude said that in the northeast US they call them “hamdogs”.

You’d put a Choco Taco in your choco taco? Fierce.

Get fucked, traitor. 🖕

I once had three students in one class who were all named José. For the purpose of avoiding confusion, I asked if it would be alright if I called them Hose-A, Hose-B, and Hose-C and they all loved the idea.

This is a true story. The day they were all absent and I got to ask the class “Where my Hoses at?” was a red letter day in my life.

Downvote me all you want.

Oh, don’t you worry your sweet little head, we will.

Do you do that? I don’t do that.

Vs.

You do that? I don’t that.

Number 1 wins.

I think that’s what the college kids were playing with when I was in high school.

Started college in 1995, and I indeed did have ICQ before too long. Still remember my number (6725571).

You probably had all three installed on your computer and probably all running at once.

I remember using a program called Trillian (which is still around!) in the late 90s/early 00s. It allowed you to connect multiple IM accounts in one app. It was sorta finicky, but it got the job done.

“Dr.” Bubs is in Quadrant III. He’s the most quackinest.