“I wAsN’t tAuGhT tHeM iN sChOoL”

– Maga asshats

McRibs return when the price of pork is low.

Early 2000’s I had a 1976 Plymouth Road Runner, with the original Orange/black/yellow paint. I loved it, but it didn’t love Midwest winters…

Traded it for a 4x4.

I consider cheap laptops to be on par with a raspberry pi. It’ll get the job done, but it’s going to take some work to get there.

I think they’d be more afraid of the gay bombs

I think it would make me procrastinate worse, then become apathetic at the end because “I only have X time left …”

Ozempic suppresses your appetite, so you eat less when taking it. When that turns off, people tent to eat more, which makes them gain weight.

Mutant Powers? Yeah, I’m gonna go with Mutant Powers…

Since airspace is reserved for airport traffic, the furthest point is more than likely about 50k feet straight up.

I’m ok with that.

I work 3rd shift, so I take Vitamin D because the sun is my nemesis.

I think you’ve taken the long way around to becoming a sovereign citizen

Scotty beamed them up

I’m thinking way to hard of a way to make this work… Some type of rye for the crust? Drizzled with A-1 or Heinz 57?

Why is my brain trying to make this abomination feasible!?

Time to pedal harder!

Lol, same. Although my Gmail is starting to become kindo of spammy now & I might have to cut my losses again.

It says flushable, which is true. It doesn’t say what happens to it after it’s flushed, and it doesn’t say it’s a good idea.

I think my favorite “recent” superhero movie is the first Guardians of the Galaxy. The whole thing just developed organically and nothing at all felt like filler.

But they had to demonize CRT because it brought up too many uncomfortable questions that were obvious once someone mentioned them.

When the wool is full of holes it’s hard to pull it over someone’s eyes

There is something likeable in people that stick to their guns no matter what, though. I can respect a crazy, unlikeable bastard that doesn’t go easy on someone because of some societal norm.

I participated in the world’s largest secret Santa, but Guinness can get fucked for pestering me about buying a commemorative certificate.