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I didn’t want to get drunk tonight.

Now, since the Immigration Canada site is down, and other related ones are not loading, I can’t confirm, but not liking the person elected to be head of state does not qualify you for refugee status. Nor does being a laughing-stock qualify as being a victim of discrimination, nor sitting on your complacent asses for

Not only do we have real bacon up in Canada, we have multiple types.

Meanwhile in Canada....

I would literally rather go to The Upside Down.

I pray for Trump to step on a single Lego every Friday night.

As a Canadian, I, of course, can’t vote in the US elections that are only a few days away. That being said, if you do live in the USA, then all I want to say is: for the love of God vote!!!!! We simply can’t have somebody like Donald Trump in the White House. I don’t live in your country, but I am genuinely afraid

I was born into poverty in a super duper conservative state and lobbied HARD against free or reduced lunches at school, even for people who were worse off than we were, because my mom was hard core that we would eat nothing before accepting charity. And if I had to eat shitty lunches like a half piece of bread and

When I was in 6th grade, our school banned shorts for some reason. I got so mad I started to campaign to bring them back.

Well, I still support the dumbest cause I have ever supported. I’m just adult enough to come to terms with it.

That cup reminds me of something out of Dante’s Inferno. I don’t like it.

i cannot tell you how many people I pass on the street who don’t cover their mouths AT ALL! I give them nasty looks and cover my mouth, but they don’t care. they look at me like i am the weirdo. Parents - why are you not raising your children correctly???

So the guy perpetrates the violence and then blames the woman for not preventing it? (Checks all of human history.) YUP! CHECKS OUT!

I vividly remember looking at this cover as a child, being mesmerized by the striking green eyes of the girl. I read about her a few years ago, when the photographer searched for her, to see if she had survived the brutal refugee camp. And he found that she had, and she had returned home, and was married with three

yea I think some people are willing to play with tree rats like that. Try this: Make teeny tiny paper books by folding a card in half, with peanut butter in the middle. Put it wherever stupid squirrels are invading your life. It looks like they are reading books when they eat the pb. It is the only time I have ever