Need a cripple.
Need a cripple.
GRU.
Textbook fascism, your enemy is both laughably incompetent and the most dangerous threat ever...
It’s a goat my lord in a flatbed ford, slowing down to take a look at me.
The one from this week. Unfortunately, that changes every week.
Wrong school shooting.
Don’t jinx me! I’m buying an ‘88 Dodge Ram from my wife’s uncle this week. 360, auto, 2wd. No real rust but lots of, um, “patina.”
Day one of CCD, had a priest tell me I was going to hell. Well, not so much tell as stand over my desk, screaming with spittle. Teacher was so horrified she called my mom. Ten minutes later she showed up, and he was still screaming. First grade. Good times.
On TV.
It’s true, they built a ton of Corollas...
Me too! Orono in the ‘80's?
My grandmother used to haul out this old New England chestnut: “you kids are runnin’ around like a fart in a mitten!”
Gay friend of mine had “T-BAGGR” for a couple of years, until a disgruntled fellow employee reported it and the state took it away. Luckily, because like a year later the Tea Party became a thing, and he would have been embarrassed... Back when that was just something known to teh gheys, it actually worked as…
Watergate.
Hey, wait... I use Bing....
Fuck, you’re dense. Get a hobby.