“Prithee, please.” The archaeologist bids to the butler.
Except, in spite of being set in the appropriate era for cant, “prithee” is not the word of usage. The Suffolk twang that Fiennes uses may sound as such, even if only to avid linguists or word nerds like myself.
The modern are privileged, for they know what lies beneath the skin.
Trolls in the papacy, agoraphobic physicians and priests who administer poison in every self-serving sip of communion.
From the quaint conurbation of Old and Central Yharnam, these curious authorities welcome you.
And, when I say “trolls”, I mean…
While browsing through the Artworks section of Detroit: Become Human’s extras from the game menu, I noticed quite a number of significant changes, consolidated to a single, recurring theme.
After being transported to Yahar’gul, The Unseen Village, you take a left downstairs, encountering a cowering nun, murmuring orisons.
If the player is not adorned in Church Garb, including Gascoigne’s attire, the nun will not respond, instead continuing the fearful recitation.
Returning with the attire familiar to her, she will…
Can you stomach this?
You’ve finished your breakfast just in time to leave for work. A light meal of 5.3 ounces of yoghurt, one clementine and approximately 4 ounces of water as a reward for your daily workout session.
By the time lunch arrives, you will have digested 15 grams…
Orange is the new black and the new black is pure as white.
Recidivism is a predictive factor for the probability of a released criminal becoming a repeat offender.
When rates of recidivism are increased, a criminal may be more likely to repeat the same crime and/or engage in criminal…
A dry sink is a dry mouth.
Diminish the generation of saliva and the mouth weakens in its ability to function. It ceases to break down food properly, desisting from the process of digestion.
Solids and liquids alike must work in accord with the enzymes of salivary production, facilitating the…
Allegedly, my adolescent arrogance, albeit long renounced and buried, finally caught up to me.
Amy Wilkerson, if that is your real name, I must say, congratulations on your successful manipulation.
In a fit of wry humour, skepticism still came to my aid in the event of a possible spelunking accident…
“We’re Not Just Going To Give You $750,000! We’re Not A Bank, Jerry.”
Ironically, we see the hidden fees.
But, what about the criminal psychology?
Why do banks, i.e., institutions (purportedly) architectured to fund people, invest in the subterfuge of thievery? Is it the pneuma of Bonnie & Clyde that…