i signed a contract with the admins so the mods could sexually harass me politely, and that makes it extra legal. no i’m not referring to any specific communities or instances.
i believe in the one where on a hill named golgotha jesus exploded into a shower of low quality wine (we really have gotten a lot better at wine since jesus) and crackers that the vatican has been trying to bury in a cave for millenia. it’s in mark 16 or something.
i don’t worship that one, i just believe in that one. it’s more fun.
I finally wrote it in my head but i’m leaving for the farmer’s market in like five minutes i have to put on my shoes
edit this was the fast version i think his hat was going to say osha steve:
i’m not even sure where to start. your comment shows you don’t know what indenture is, what slavery is, lack of fluency in english, and bad faith. because you think humans having animal companionship is spoopy
And I’m not going to say how long that is. It varies from person to person, just my tip is to fill up the weed jar before you quit.
You have two a day, and don’t forget about blue hours
So a few years ago there was an eclipse over spring break, which was nice because it wasn’t happening where we lived. Also my wife wanted to take a trip to Texas and see where I used to live and I wanted to introduce her to Real BBQ, because the stuff I make is good but the stuff they make is better. So we plan out one of those BBQ and music pilgrimage trips to Austin what happens to coincide with the eclipse maybe and… damn. It costs like $3,000 more a plane ticket if we stay over to see the eclipse. Like, to the minute, the airlines really were fucking us over, and the eclipse wasn’t really the point of the trip it was just a coincidence so we just decided to go home early.
We ended up coincidentally running into friends (who live in New York but are also music and space and BBQ geeks) in Austin at a ham shack that week so that was fun.
It was overcast The Entire Day in Texas. We saw more (partial) eclipse back home.
I just remembered this old lady, generation not important because it’s her attitude that’s old, complaining about people walking along the bike path listening to music. She was probably whining to me about me honestly. So the next week I listened to expedition 33 music on my bike because it’s amazing music. I have heard that music coming out of her house and not one complaint about people listening to music on the bike path since, the old bat. Show her what music is.
Aww Mikey dies every time he eats something we shoulda asked someone else
I want to not believe you, but my cat has tried to take me down (we wrassle)
It’s no rhombus of rectal fortitude but it will do
The goofus who figured out cheese
That’s like leaving fireworks half exploded. Sure you could but it’s offensive to chemistrionicists.
“There’s more than one way to melt this horse” is totally an idiom in the glue industry I promise.
“who left this horse on the stove? It’s all gooey and stuck to everything? Give it to Mikey and see how it tastes!”
Yeah dude. Fuck those long dogs. Throw another horse on the melter.
Front to back or top to bottom?
With mustard and eggs in… I guess Grumpa was originally from Idaho and by gar he knew potatoes. Also other cooking, but we fought over his potato salad recipe, he kept that one secret just to tease us. Mayo is there mostly to chill the mustard out. He was more Swedish than German though.