

I literally forgot that she existed until now. Can somebody please shove her back inside whatever hole she’s been living inside until now? I want to forget that she existed again.


I literally forgot that she existed until now. Can somebody please shove her back inside whatever hole she’s been living inside until now? I want to forget that she existed again.


He hates the troops and values no lives but his own and those that he can use to further enable his malignant narcissism and further energy himself. They’re not even pieces on a game board to him, because games have rules that he’d have to play by. They’re action figures that he can smash with a hammer and light on fire.
Epic Fury reminds me of something… Epic. Fury. EF. E. F. Why do I have this feeling like over seen these letters in different but linked context a lot lately?


Don’t forget her skunk stripe.
No she’s been given a made-up job. One of those where you collect a big, fat government paycheck and only have to come in to an empty desk for a few hours every month. They’re great if you can get one. Unless you’re a showboating narcissist who murders puppies.


Remember to thank the Orange Jackass everybody.


That smile reads “how about Epstein’s island bro heh heh”


He has the taste of a Holy Roman Imperial Chinese Pharaoh God-King.
That’s something I like about apartments. When appliances break you don’t have to replace them. And you didn’t need to do landscaping.
Kids today will never understand what it’s like when dealing with hard limits on computer and console was the default.
I remember when I was a kid, and we got our first two PCs (as opposed to the standard Apple IIe and occasional black& white Macintosh) in the computer room in highschool school and those machines struggled just so hard to run 90s Photoshop at all. Or having to install the memory expansion in that N64 just so it could play most games. Oh, or disk swapping (floppy or CD).
In grade school you played green-on-black Math Muncher and Oregon Trail or you got bullied up by the shithead kids who played sports.


That’s because “moderate Democrats” are just pre-insanity Republicans.
Yeah we can those kind of people “assholes.”


Lives are the God Emperor’s currency, and that currency should be spent wisely.
Donald Trump, however, is not the God Emperor. He is, in fact, a wastrel, a coward, a liar, and a cheat. He is a literal heretic, a figurative abomination, and a blight on the human race.
They’re all stacked on top of each other.


How the hell did they get caught off guard? He telegraphed this so loud that we could hear it coming a week away.


And here I thought that was just a joke from the Jimmy Kimball show.
Okay but why are his parents selling all his old stuff if he left for college? That seems kinda fucked up to me.
It’s always nice to be reminded that death still comes one to a customer, and that even the rich and powerful will one day just be another stinking corpse one day, same as the rest of us.