Oh Jesus Christ if I have to ever see someone’s fireworks pics ever again please use this pillow to suffocate me. Also individuals’ moon shots. Just please no.
Oh Jesus Christ if I have to ever see someone’s fireworks pics ever again please use this pillow to suffocate me. Also individuals’ moon shots. Just please no.
I thought so too. Until I saw Bloomberg try.
Well I was raised in a world where at least a few public school teachers and grownups said, inter alia, that:
The person smoking weed next to me with skin darker than my own, yes.
True, but I feel like in these discussions I really need to know which fruit it was that God was chatting with Great-Grandma about that afternoon.
I feared Trump a lot less after Bush broke me. I fear another Trump less even. Younger, more idealistic me would vomit with disappointment in my shrugging and sighing instead of seething and yelling.
Sometimes I attend 12-step meetings again for social reasons or friendly support or job hunting and even the boilerplate texts will still make me be like “What in the tarnation?” Like literal tarnation.
Those war criminals in DC in later Bush administrations were so appalling and demoralizing that it’s hard to remember they’re able to be right about any single thing.
Wow that Donald Trump guy is starting to look attractive for the first time in human history.
This is the only Reddit tradition that has no name. But we used to celebrate it at least once every three months, if I can recall correctly.
They’d be super offensés if they could speak a real language. Thanks for half our vocabulary, suckeurs.
Please, no. I need to believe there’s still a place where things aren’t worsening.
cleverly also called “dogfooding”
Sapiosexuals rise up. Then ejaculate.
Unambiguous pedantry suffices
When I don’t, I act like I do, and the rest takes care of itself. Plus more friends plus more actual confidence.
It takes a village. Don’t kinkshame. Do nazishame. Do wealthhordeshame.
Why’s it say km