

Indeed.
Indeed.
Death to nickels!
The legend of Little Bobby Tables lived on through him.
That was Revelations, which was written far after anyone who ever saw Jesus would have died, and describes Jesus’ divine form. The only gospel that describes anything about him was about a transformation. “His face shown like the sun,” but that is in Luke, so between 50 and 80 years after his purported death, and continued to be edited throughout the second century. So essentially it’s all made up and none of it matters.
Just checked. It starts to do its chain of thought, mentioning the riot and stuff, then it wipes the convo and states it cannot help with things like that yet.
“This chemical can be absorbed through your skin, and it’s even worse if you’re sweating while wearing the band because it can get into your pores”
The dad pulls up his pant legs to reveal his rainbow knee highs.
“A man of culture I see.”
What in the absolute fuck is wrong with this planet?
Bernie can read the room. These other fuckers very much less so.
Bumblebees don’t sting.
I’m 3/4ths the way there.
Do All Recreational Enhancers!
I hope the asteroid comes soon.
Kinda like the instant coffee my grandma uses. For some reason it has no nutritional information on it at all. Not even caffeine content.
Where does instant coffee fall in this paradigm?
Twitter dies when advertisers realize there’s no money in paying to advertise there. The moment it becomes more advantageous to pay for the ads somewhere else, it collapses.
Why is gaben crying in the thumbnail?