While Shy Guys in this game have the same role as they did in Yoshi's Island, there is a boss known as Big Guy the Stilted, a massive robot seemingly built by Shy Guys. Other than being common enemies, Shy Guys also have their own section in the Island Museum. Yoshi can view the...
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History of Panic– The Shellye Valauskas Experience– This was the great power pop record of the year. A collection of songs that stick in your head, but you’re okay with that. They’re like good friends you want to have a beer with who always make you smile. I Don’t Run– Hin...
I also have some concerns with being beholden for massive amounts of government-utilized space tech to an individual (who gets richer off such contracts, too), but that is part of the game, I guess. Then again, what do I know? Honestly, I just wanted to post up a reply to you ...
Callum set down his empty glass. “Well, it’s getting late. You’re probably jet-lagged, I’m guessing. Needing to head back up to your room and meet up with your boyfriend?” Advertisement - Continue Reading Below I smiled. “No partner to speak of.” ...
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I have the most invisible pair ever: two frameless bits of glass held together with one piece of wire, with two longer pieces fixing them to my face, but to me they feel gargantuan. It’s like they weigh a ton as well, pulling my head down to my neck so I’ve got no option but...
BOG always reacted when touched, squirmed or purred or at least flicked an ear in his sleep. This time there was—nothing. I lifted his head, let it go; it dropped back onto the mattress as if his neck had been broken. His paws drooped, utterly limp. I could see no chest movement...
to be my height. It's also possible I developed my attraction to tall guys as a defense mechanism, given that any situation where I've dated a guy 5'8" or under has dealt me the trials and tribulations of massive compensation in the form of an overblown ego and performative masculinity...