cosmicmuff
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cosmicmuff

I wanted to vote for Trump, but my wife was voting for Hillary, and I strongly feel we should present a united front as a household. So I voted for Hillary.

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.... What’s the math on the oil spills, oil/coal mining accidents and runoff, and disease from constant emissions of not just CO2 but all the other crap in the atmosphere?

Thank you, Vegan community, for the ‘gains’ meme that I will now adopt. “Vasectomy gains” put me over the edge.

Or maybe it’s like Death Car and the passenger seat is a horrible metal cage that will murder you if they get crazy on the way back to the station.

When Stalin ordered over 10000 Polar bears deliberately infected with roundworm and released into the wild, people thought he was crazy. But now we see the genius!

You have to wait for the Playstation music to change, and then hit download. What should happen is that it will look like it’s downloading for a second, but then you’ll lose your connection to PSN. After that, get up and go to the bathroom—stare into the mirror. Your vision should fade, briefly. Return to the

A race of supermodels that nobody wants to play games with.

Same way Catholicism. Full stop.

That also kind of describes how dock workers get picked, but they have a union.

I have gone bow-hunting for grizzlies with Barbara Bush for years, and I can say without question that she’s only 4' tall when crawling. When aggravated, she rears up to her full height of 7'9"

I’d watch this Ellen show.

Using booze to chase oxycontin and xanax Does Not Equal booze killed her.

Oh good, it’s not just me.

I had a 2005 Holden GTO. I loved that car so much, and went through a lot in it. I sold it to get something more practical when I met my wife (an AWD hemi Magnum—so only barely practical), and jonesed so bad for it, I talked myself into buying a 2013 mustang gt.

3rd wave feminism.

Amy Poehler orgasmed.

Crystal Method - Block my mixup

I hate when a streamer reproduces the chat on their feed so you can’t escape it.

As far as I can tell, nobody gets that far—they all immediately hit reply after reading the part where I joke about pedestrians being customers for suicidal robot cars made by a bladerunner-esque nightmare parody of an actual car company.