Sorry. If it’s not playground rules, then it’s just mayhem.
Sorry. If it’s not playground rules, then it’s just mayhem.
You still here? You’re not living in a DE-lux apartment in the sky yet?
Doesn’t begin and end with the same letter! You’re out!
…llllfonso.
“Gimme da cash!”
Yes.
Africa? Australia? Antarctica…?!
And when they are they’re so stuffed full of pork that to vote for healthcare you also have to vote for having your bones ground for tomorrow’s bread.
Don’t worry. Just like every other bootlicker on the Internet, the PTB have seen their loyalty, and shall lift them on high to live out their halcyon days in Valhalla.
So, the police are sharing their behind-the-scenes “evidence” with you to achieve said scrutiny, yes? Can i see…?
Why? They have the entire media apparatus to whitewash their narrative, and a bunch of idiots believing it, despite how flimsy their super convenient evidence is.
Jesus fuck, this is what Disney did to people’s minds. You’ll believe anything, as long as it ends with “…and they all lived happy ever after.”
“Stay the fuck away from the brown acid…!”
“So anyway, we all just started blastin’.”
Imagine the uproar if this guy gets away on a technicality… it would be a national celebration, lol.
The serial rapist Cosby was released due to a technicality, so…
Ryan started the fire.
I believe i heard his name is Sparticus…
I’m down. This was always more my style. Less pageantry.
I used to work in a pizza place, and the head cook was from Mexico working on his citizenship. He helped me with my Spanish, and I’d help him with his English. One day, we discovered that jokes was a good way to discover any loss in translations, so jokes became our preferred method of conversation.
One day he said he’s got a great joke, but he’s not sure if it’ll work in English, so he’s asks to tell me if it works. I tell him to hit me. The joke:
A guy and his girlfriend have been together long enough to move in with each other. Being a new(ish) couple, they’re still pretty frisky. Every time they’re finished and basking in the after glow, she plays with his junk, just gently kneading the balls in their sack. After a few months, he asks her why does she always play with his balls afterwards. She looks him dead in the eye with a Mona Lisa smile, gently kisses his lips and whispers in his ear “because i miss mine.”
He asked if the joke works in English. When i quit laughing, i said it does. That was 2006, and it’s still one of my favorite jokes to this day.