Contrary to your country logic I am not a literal ball of refuse. Leave it to minds like yours to equate human beings with detritus, though.
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It’s the same as “if our country’s founders had slaves, why do we consider slavery bad?”
Right? Bloody hell, how long until this demon with a human face starts arguing that perhaps it would actually be a noble act for pure white men to start raping pure white women in order to secure the future of his garbage ideals? FUCK!
I wonder what he has for all the coal miners who only know one skill and refuse to get schooling or start looking for alternate opportunities outside fucking coal.
Alas, that doesn’t matter. Some women being okay with your ability to disguise your grosser aspects does not mean much if anything at all with regards to the quality of your character, which is very poor by your own efforts.
Their beliefs are a lifestyle choice, so I fail to see why I should pave over my own rights to make them more comfortable. (Not directed at you, just ranting fruitlessly at the sky and internet.)
Fact:
This Corruption is an excellent workout tune.
LOL
Community challenge: find a rape apologist who is also a rape survivor.
Why, that would be goo’ ol’ boy Clayton Williams. What do you expect from a Texan who bestowed one of his sons with the middle name ‘Wheat.’
The other day I made a passing reference to beepers and pagers in a meeting and three coworkers under 25 gave me the confused dog head tilt.
Watching this slumped in my office chair with a mug full of Cheez-Its. The energy is enough to give me a coronary.
We thought we were riding the wave of the future by using a Zip Disc as a slambook in high school. We cursed anyone who uploaded a song onto it because that WinAmp file would hog the whole damn thing. That hurt to type.
For real. I rolled over in my tomb when that popped up in my feed.
To continue please insert Disc 58.
I remember my dad taking me to “the computer store” to buy a new educational game and returning home with several giant boring flaps encased in white sleeves. Mmmmmemories.
Oh, wow. Something I never knew I needed but NEEDED SO MUCH.
Easy for you to say; you’re a pickle and therefore perfect every time.