You damn kids and your technical correctness. :shakes fist a unrelated cloud:
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Please tell me more, tomorrow, at 6pm precisely. ;-)
A post attracting loners? What I'm hearing is that a lot of you wouldn't be missed if you were go missing... but don't worry! Just send me your address and I will keep you safe. :)
Last time I tried to play Mass Effect (through Game Pass) it told me I need to install the EA App. However I couldn't install the app because "you have to uninstall Origin" first.
So I uninstalled Origin and all games I had installed through Origin. Still I couldn't install the app till I restarted the PC.
Then I had to login to EA via browser to verify my account. Then I could login in the new app and then I could play the game.
After my game pass ran out, I looked at the Steam page of Mass Effect to buy it, but Steam said that Origin (not the EA app) is required. At that point I was done with EA games. Maybe it was an outdated info. I don't care. I surely would've got the game running eventually, but I just don't care enough.
And don't get me started about the Ubisoft launcher, which doesn't seem to understand that I don't want to run games as an admin user.
I don't care, I just love my little top$ecret123!
Hence all games should only work while online to keep commercials up to date and measure user interaction..., I mean, to provide the best user experience possible. /s
More like +10.5°C in room A and -8°C in room B.
I get your frustration. I feel it myself. Still, I fear, calling people assholes won't be helpful and prevent folks from admitting they did wrong. At the same time, it can always get worse (hotter) and I think it would be best to win as many people over as possible, to do the right thing.
I don't know. We're fucked anyway, I guess.
So I raised my hands and asked god: "How can I overcome this challenge?"
"git gud" his answers was.
So I asked again: "But what if I am not good enough?"
And god answered me again and said: "lol kek"
While she sucked the last drops from his cone, her pussy was a bit afraid of what was happening, but felt strangely comfortable and secure in that bondage on his body
I want a new Titanic movie, but instead of the Orchestra playing till the end, there should be a bunch of Lemmy jokesters making witty comments in the face of unavoidable doom.
Amateur. The future is hugs as a service (HaaS)