God damned fat cats out here gobbling up these GILFs.
God damned fat cats out here gobbling up these GILFs.
I updooted both of you.
Nah man. This is really bad.
And my prediction is you’re gon’ probably fall, Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall.
Stolen property. If you steal property, you must report its FMV in your income in the year you steal it, unless in the same year you return it to its rightful owner.
So, if I get it back do I then get a tax credit?
I work with aggressive teenagers, so once or twice a year.
Just do it already.
Yeah, that was decades ago. I’m medicated and in a much better place now.
Airedale Terrier. I tried to fuck one during a psychotic episode.
LOL. Perfect. Thank you.
If they give the sitting president power carte blanche, doesn’t that just mean that some aspect of the Biden administration will be in power forever? Since, you know, that’s who would start with the power.
I was going to say, “We should go back to killing people,” but then thought better of it. We should start killing shitty people.
“But who will decide who is shitty?”
“That’s the fun! Anyone!”
“But then I won’t know who I can be shitty around!”
“And then?”
“I would have to be a moderately less shitty person.”
“Yeah …”
“But what if someone starts killing random people without cause?”
“Sounds pretty shitty. Kill them.”
“But what about the innocent people who are harmed?”
“Let’s not pretend to start caring, now that your head is on the block.”
“What if someone kills you?”
“I’ll be dead. I won’t have to deal with these shitty people anymore.”
“Why not just kill yourself?”
“Because I believe that my life has meaning and that I am helping people.”
“But what if someone thinks that the meaning you have selected is shitty?”
“Again, I will be dead.”
“So how can we know what is and isn’t shitty behavior?”
“It’ll work itself out if we maintain the system with some degree of fidelity.”
“This would just create a society where literally person would have to agree on what it means to be shitty.”
“Yeah, that would be dope.”
“This is horrifying and short sighted.”
“Yeah. Pretty on-brand for people.”
“Yep.”
“Yep.”
May as well call it “Turn Off”.
The moment that life on earth began.
I take the pills that my doctor prescribed and listen to the people around me. That said, I don’t have attachments to any people or things.
Same. Shit freaked me out.
You guys can’t sleep in jeans? From my perspective, you are the weirdos.
Yeah … we did accidentally nuke that planet. Our bad.