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And you know bloated carcasses like Alex Jones are going to say the audio is faked, just like they did with Sandy Hook. Because they’re monsters who don’t give a flying fuck about children. Or anyone, unless they’re rich and white.

Definitely not.

“Those who join and stay support something so vile that they are beyond pity.”

I ordered a beet carapaccio appetizer recently because a) I do actually like beets, and it sounded delicious (it was), and b) I’ve never eaten enough of them to see if... ya know.

I’d try to start a kick-starter to send him into space via Musk*, but I want to go to space first, and you don’t deserve it, motherfucker.

*(I keep writing “mush”, so I don’t know).

I dunno. My farts are always kind of halfhearted.

Seconding Mass Effect! They’re all third-person shooters + some cool tech and biotic powers (magic, basically). The Dragon Age games would be good, too. Both series have completely customizable characters that can be played as women.

I did manage to finish, but holy shit, yeah. I was determined to only play it at night with all the lights off, and did have to put down the controller a few times and to catch my breath and calm down.

And what the fuck is the expectation here? “Sorry, honey, I’d love to stay home and have dinner with you, but some dude at the grocery store hit on me, so I’m gonna go have sex with him because otherwise he might shoot up an elementary school.”

SERIOUSLY. I’m in denial about it.

As a Meghan-with-an-H myself, who doesn’t really give a shit about any of this, I still want to buy all of this. Future dinner party: “EAT MY MARMITE! IT’S ROYAL. I AM A SPARKLE FAIRY.”

Loved Black Panther, never heard this guy’s name before. Gaspar Nah.

Misread this as “perineal” republican, but that could just be my subconscious because I think 45 is a fucking taint.

Hehehe, now I want to troll his twitter with a detailed explanation of period shits.

Super cute, for sure! I’m just not sure I could eat him before he bites me!

I’ve seen the havoc my nephew (4yo) wreaks with chocolate sauce and icing. He’d be terrifying if my sister ever gave him jam, but now I’m tempted to text her the idea... I won’t have to clean up the aftermath :).

I’m all for eating human children, but that kid is obviously a vampire.

You couldn’t hear it, but your computer was just shouting “NO NO NO DON’T MAKE ME DO THIS.”

Holy crap. When I visited my family for christmas this year, I had to explain Tamagotchis to my 13 year old sister (I’m 32).

Don’t talk to me about Victor Garber. I’m still crying about what happened on DC Legends. Too soon, man.

WHAT. I DIDN’T KNOW THIS WAS HAPPENING, AND IT IS WAY TOO EARLY FOR ME TO BE THIS EXCITED. I DON’T KNOW HOW TO LOVE THIS.