What a piece of shit. If you don’t have enthusiastic consent you don’t have sex. You don’t just take somebody’s word for it that their drugged and nonresponsive wife is cool with you fucking her. Jesus christ.

In that context it usually means he thinks you’re boring.

Me too lol

What a fucking asshole this woman is. “Taking our jerbs” bitch I’m sure you wouldn’t be caught dead driving DoorDash!

I never understand how a person can have this much hate in their heart.

Sure. Let’s also designate grocery stores as terrorist organizations. Gyms. Maker spaces. Libraries. Gas stations. ‘Terrorist organization’ is a useless term now.

And remember:

A greyhound 🤍

What up Dan Quayle

I try to avoid going out at annoying times - e.g., rush hour, school zones, restaurants on a Friday or Saturday night. That helps a lot.

Local government is great but we’re a pretty small township.

National government is fucked and can go fuck itself. Packed full of incompetent morons, sycophants, opportunists, grifters, and brainworms, and riddled with hate - racism, homophobia, misogyny, transphobia, ableism, etc. It’s a smorgasbord of vile shitheads who never should’ve gotten anywhere near this much power.

I bow down to your superior Cheetoing methods.

May I introduce you to the concept of pouring a ton of Cheetos onto a plate, then picking them up one-by-one by adhering your tongue to them like a chameleon?

May I introduce you to the concept of chopsticks?

Maybe not objectively bad, but mine is '60s music. Even the super sugary pop crap (well, minus bubblegum). Even though a lot of the lyrics haven’t aged well. I just love it. SiriusXM’s '60s Gold stays on my radio dial!

Also, I love being in the sun. I’m super pale and I’ve had to have a bunch of things removed and biopsied by the dermatologist, so now I load up on sunblock and avoid the sun like a vampire, which makes me sad. I know it’s bad for me but I really do love the sun 💛

43 and it’s Cap’n Crunch for me. It happens once every few years and I always regret it.

He may be the last if he is unable to produce a son.

If they won’t allow women to be emperor, I wonder if sex-selective IVF will be the answer.

I avoid going out during busy times - e.g., rush hour, school zones, restaurants on a Friday or Saturday night.

I could make a solid argument for the '60s

South Park season 27 episode 4, I’m guessing

Into my largest suitcase: cash, medicine, important paperwork, yearbooks, favorite childhood stuffed animals, a week of everyday clothes, photo albums, every greeting card my husband has ever given me, as much makeup and nail polish as I can fit (shit’s expensive!), phone, kindle, the watercolor I had commissioned of my dog who is no longer with us, and my box of yorkshire gold

somebody had ripped open one of the bags and placed a roll under the windshield wipers of every car on South Street

I wish Santa Amoroso would visit me!