Imagine never having pizza until you were 23. 🪦
Why do you think there’s so many?
Unhappy or not? You’re still very young
The basement is my home.
preach my man
this is how i imagined people’s desks when i did computer repairs decades ago. lol
Szxc, somebody’s playing codename 47!
Weird. I used to do video games and I used to run around in the forest building tree houses or, at the rare occasion, snatch a few bag of potato chips from our local potato chips factory. The Legend of Zelda, tree houses and potato chips. What a great life. This only changed when I was finally admitted to a musical school at the age of 15. 🎹 Today, at the age of 37, I can only game for an hour before my back starts aching. That’s when I go outside and touch grass for a couple of hours.
you could like do other stuff or something.
you don’t actually have to game.
ok well i mean YOU do, but the rest of us are fine without it sometimes.
Judging by the CRT monitor at 18 and the LCD at 23, I assume OP is around 40 now. Maybe they just omitted the ~17 years worth of panels where they got out of the house and did something else.
Yeah I remember seeing this same image like… At least fifteen years ago. Even then it was considered pretty old.
We all have different needs in life. You’re not me, I am not you. And that is okay.
Hope you’re living it up the best you can the way you want stranger. Wish yall the best as always. Peace.
I can say that as a 30 something, I get a lot more joy now going outside than I do gaming all day.
If I do game, I end up going back to a lot of the games from my youth through emulation. Nothing hits as hard as a PS2 game.
I’ve been listening to the Halo 2 soundtrack (classic version) and it sounds very 2002-2003. Like you can hear the cheap early-2000s equipment and software that was used to make it.
The drums in almost all the tracks really remind me of the old Jak, Tak, and even Crash soundtracks because of it. And it just takes me right back to my childhood playing games on an old box tv with nothing but those speakers.
