

Er, k, not American. I’ll try not to be insulted by the slight, I know my accent probably is indistinguishable from theirs. Its ok. You’re growing.


Er, k, not American. I’ll try not to be insulted by the slight, I know my accent probably is indistinguishable from theirs. Its ok. You’re growing.


I mean… Are you “at war” with every enemy all the time or can one have an enemy and not technically be in a state of war?


Nor the elasticity of being.


Yeah. Like…has anyone ever really asked if your kidneys are doing ANY critical thinking when they’re supposedly “eliminating waste”? Who the fuck made YOU chief, kidneys? I’ll be comprised of what I WANT, you’re not the boss of me!


I’ve heard of projection but this is way too on the nose. Or maybe it was on the wall. Not sure where they projected the image of him on, but I bet they only needed one hand to hold up the picture in the bathroom!


Bye Felicia.


Wait until I blow your mind and tell you about 3 finger drag.


God damn that leopard is getting fucking FAT.


100% Seconded. It’s…odd to have to chime in on something like this but I really agree. Exhibitional stupidity, paraded proudly, like a peacock whose feathers were ill-informed words. Sadly, the internet is referred to as a medium; shitheads like this are neither rare nor well-done.


This is why I laugh loudly and from the belly when the old “atheists have no spiritual guide to frame morality” chestnut rears its head in any conversation.
Literal proof that the rich ARE MORONS.


Pro lifers don’t give a shit about the post-born. Hypocrisy in name, but their wretchedness is absolutely consistent and comes from the rot in their cores. At least give them credit for being so predictably, reliably awful, and plainly advertising who the enemy is. It’s on the rest of us to know and see them for who they are, and do the right things when when they try to do the wrong ones.
Man this is my least favorite episode of “The office” ever.


“Waiters salary: 2.13”
“Don’t be cheap”
Motherfucker, you are gonna be let past the velvet rope to the executive guillotine when the revolution comes.


“You’re just some afterbirth that…slithered out of your mother’s filth. They should have put you in a glass jar on the mantle.”


Yep… Validation of my decision to cachyos after my last drive needed surgery.


Shoot webbing at the closest streetlight, use it to swing to the to of the building across the street. The Rhino is trying to rob the bank again, stand back citizen!


I think this is how you form Voltron? Or like it’s part of it.


Ok sure “frequency-of-accessibility-comments-suggests-conspiracy” guy.
Well… Only if you “combined it with a form of fusion”.