As a gamer, I’m going to assume RTS stands for Real-Time Strategy. I read somewhere a long time ago that just because a term is in the form of an acronym, that doesn’t change what comes before it. So in this case, it’s proper to use ‘a’ rather than ‘an.’ However, I acknowledge that saying ‘a RTS’ sounds icky, so I tend to use the “incorrect,” ‘an RTS.’
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cautiously lifts tinfoil hat off head
I can see the devices you use mattering. Where were you watching the videos? Do you have the Amazon app installed on the same device, or on a device with a microphone? My tin-foil hat theory is that the Amazon app is always listening from your phone, based on similar things happening to my wife.
If a kid’s got their parent’s credit card, I doubt they will bother with requesting a refund. They’ll just smash other ‘buy’ buttons until the game they want is downloaded. I’m sure some adults are like this, too…
War must be a lot easier when you know that you’re not going to be on the frontline, or something idk I’m not a general
Theoden confirmed left-handed scum
Because the chances of someone who disagrees with progressives being a murderous lunatic is much higher than someone who agrees with progressives being a murderous lunatic.
I bought a 2020 Honda Accord, and I have absolutely zero (meaningful) complaints.
Things I like about it so much that they are requirements for future car purchases:
- Adaptive cruise control
- Brake-holding
- Tactile inputs for media, cruise control, or climate control (almost wasn’t going to mention this, but new cars are shifting away from this, which I can’t stand)
- A respectably-snappy infotainment system that supports CarPlay
Little things:
- Adaptive cruise control is always ready to be set, so I can just head out and immediately start using it (I’m one of those people who likes to use cruise control at every possible opportunity)
- Comfortably seats 4, if I ever need it to
- It just looks nice, inside and out, in my opinion
And I’m sure a depressing number of people will believe it’s real
Creatures of the world experience the next extinction-level event after two enormous arm-shaped protrusions in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean come crashing down, causing tsunamis of unimaginable size and ferocity. They take solace in knowing that their home planet is a “bro.”