You should get out and meet people and see the full spectrum there is, instead of wasting your razor sharp wits on the internet. I think you'd be surprised to find the cartoonish spectres you conjure to rail against are hard to find.
Not a conservative, but nice try
You'll never get the chance.
Yea I really don't care if you're "rolling the dice." Laughable hyperbole. Most people are demonstrably unsafe drivers, but I don't revel in imaginary victimhood and try to take people's cars away. As a great man once said, "Life sucks, get a fucking helmet." Or in your case, a plate carrier. I'm going to keep stacking ammo and guns and not shoot anyone, not because murder is wrong, but out of spite for anti-gunners. Anyway Trump sucks. Hail Satan.
I have a problem with being compared to vermin for the rifle that sits unloaded in a safe until I take it to the range
Are you talking about the eagle? I don't see a swastika...
HICKORY WHAT?
SMOKED WHAT?
Whatever, don't care. Won't be lured in to eat their crappy food. I could gather more sustenance from sunlight more cheaply and with better service. Bagged lunches unite!
I'm Chrish Hanshin, Dateline En Bee Sheee ...
If they didn't put your name in all caps or something, you're good to go. Just walk up to the judge and explain during court. Ignore the bailiff, he won't tackle you.
Good drugs and bad sex, you say?
Then they slide your silverware or straw over to you and say ...and there's that."
"Yes of course, that"
In all likelihood, I probably will...
I have a habit of playing those for a few days and then becoming so enraged I put it down for a year. I actually just picked PS3 Demon's Souls to finally get platinum.
Holy shit that ui is poison on mobile
For Whom the Bell Tolls
"Ni**as fight on the hill in the early day..." == Make his
In a final act of defiance, the wasp robbed you of what you wanted most: the certain knowledge of its demise and the peace that comes with it When I am dying, I too will crawl away to my presumable death, never to be seen again. My enemies will spend the rest of their pitiful lives will be spent glancing over their shoulders and checking corners. Waiting for what will never come. They will never know a moment of true peace. The wasp can teach us a great deal about hate. Hate that is truly real and everlasting. All hail the wasp.
They played it in Covington in 200...6?7?8? IDK. Mike sprained his wrist or something and had an ace bandage on but he pulled it off. Good show.
I thought the sink/dishwasher combo was just AI craziness but I had to Google it. It's a real thing. What the hell.
![justabigemptyhole](https://lemmy.world/pictrs/image/e373879d-67e3-4767-b669-dbcdcc38fc1f.jpeg?format=webp&thumbnail=64)
...that hole can't be filled. We pretend because no one has the balls to live with the truth, the truth being that inside that hole, Jack, is what we really are: nothingness.