>be me
>do all the cayo setups before bed so I can just run the heist after work
>go bed
>come home after a long day
>boot up gta
>walk up to the heist planning screen
>didn't save me grabbing the plasma cutter
>didn't save me grabbing the weapons
>now I gotta spend 15 minutes doing preps again
>now I get to take 30 minutes mindlessly flying the sparrow around till I can finally go to chumash and spend another 15 minutes actually doing the heist
I shiggy diggy doo. This is the second time I've had heist preps not save for cayo wtf

Can someone explain to me selling via nightclub vs selling through each mc business individually? So I can sell all my product for any business through the NC? Or are goods for the NC warehouse treated as solely as NC goods?

I love the contrast in the active disdain r* has for players compared to story mode. On one hand you have this beautiful hand crafted experience and on the other, you have the absolute worst the industry has to offer. They have no qualms wasting your fucking time in the endless grind unless you fork over cash for gta fun bux. There are a plentitude of missions are outright impossible to complete unless you fork over a significant amount of money or grind for vehicles, garages, and hangars.

DON'T YOU LOVE IT WHEN YOU'RE ON TANK AND IT SEEMS LIKE YOU'RE THE ONLY PLAYER WITH A FUNCTIONING BRAIN ON YOUR TEAM?

>group of girls passing by my house
>working on truck
>stops to ask what im working on
>aintnoway.jpeg
>attempting socially acceptable small talk
>they begin giggling for no discernable reason
>retarded as usual
>one makes a comment about how I must be like close to seven feet tall
>bluntly correct her that I am 5'11"
>immediately see the ick on all of their faces
>they leave shortly after
I despise interacting with women.