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goddessoftransitoryrisesasaphoenix
goddessoftransitoryrisesasaphoenix

I don’t know--as long as you’re a good host/hostess and not doing it just for constant attention, what’s wrong with it? I love the idea of eating a lot of cake and playing games!

Man, our subconsciouses are just assholes.

Seriously. I’m of the mind that you should celebrate your birthdays as much or little as you like. If you want Moana, get Moana. I’m not saying you should expect friends and family to cluster around you like you’re six, but it’s your birthday. You only get one a year, you never know which is going to be your last one.

Reason six thousand why we don’t use third party delivery companies. Quit calling the order line during Friday rush and asking to “speak to the owner,” Doordash!

And a passel of bears.

Yeah! “Why don’t you come down here and chum some of this shit?” He’s laughing, they’ve been out a while, things are starting to get a little...boring? The waiting’s gone on long enough that that first edge of adrenaline and danger is blunted, you’re actually thinking about lunch, then BOOM.

Donnie Two Scoops is daddy Dump. Donnie Junior is Donnie Half Scoop.

I feel very influenced to punch him in the face.

Do you think this slime mold will even get fired? Even reprimanded?

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Big Bertha’s finished up here in Seattle and taking on new project.

The only scenario I can possibly conjure that can even approach the adjacent county of Making Sense is that the Insecurity Guard had some kind of death wish/suicide by cop fantasy that leapt out of his barren wasteland of a subconscious and decided today was the day. 

So even as this ACTUAL COP is seconds away from being gunned down by the tiny penised Walter Mitty no-life, he is still trying to make sure that random civilians aren’t also about to be murdered by said moron?

Oh, everybody hates this guy and always has. Even the most deluded narcissist knows deep down that their “friends” are parasites who are buyable by anybody who’s got the coin.

Yep, as far as these scumbags are concerned, it’s like a drug addict having their dealer propose marriage with a big ring made of cocaine.

While I love this idea from a revenge point of view, we need to remember this horrible time. It was pretending all this festering hatred was “fading” or “minority view” that got us here in the first place.

My only wish is that he live long enough to see all his spawn (except Baron, who doesn’t deserve any of this) in prison. Especially Ivanka, with her hair back to its natural color. From his own cell.

Looking forward to it.

I ADORE pasta. It and rice are foods I can shovel in and never reach the satiety point.

Yes, that was the second appearance of Drusilla (Debra Winger.) I think it was a season finale and a two parter so it went on for a while.

Third Letter Writer: LEAVE.