Feeding the trees, feeding yourself—all in the great circle of poopin’.

Unless there is also an option to take it home for making stock/broth, I find this unnecessary and lacking in protein.

Shhhh, don’t spread it around.

I got the BB gun. And managed to not shoot my eye out.

Is that when rumble packs became a thing on controllers?

And may I add:

Night of the Hunter! He’s Harry Powell!

Soylant Green: now with added sodium! Sweet Jesus!

*whispers* don’t make any plans in Constantinople.

Work party with free booze and pizza took my mind off the fact I’m about to be consistently broke for the foreseeable future. Learned that I can’t avoid being myself, and now eating stolen party pizza.

Fun fact: During the surrender at Appomatox Courthouse, General Grant ordered rations to be distributed to the Conferderate troops when General Lee mentioned that his troops were kinda sorta out of food and had been for a while.

Goddamnit, you guys! When’s the last time someone updated the operating system on the Fiorina-bot? She’s getting worse every day.

Maybe he tried to cut off the crew member at the bar inside the airport. Just screaming, “You’ve had enough already!” from the moving walkway...yeah, that’s what I’m going to imagine.

That’s just what the GOP candidates keep saying about the refugees, and I—

Mark 7:3 — And Christ did declare, “This is my Father’s house!” And the moneychangers did reply, “Cash rules everything around me.”

The use of this term implies he is someone’s friend now. I am skeptical.

The greater difficulty, as I do not possess a vagina, would be finding a way to ask for and obtain such yeast that isn’t creepy.

The possibilities...I wonder if I could cultivate some of this yeast to brew an IPA.

It’s being made by my roommate while I’m at work. This is the photo she showed me, and at that moment I knew this would be a great Thanksgiving.