

Yeah, and of course here I was thinking I was gonna stop at a local fancy hotel bar tonight and my brain said “yeah but people scare you” so I didn’t.
Yeah, and of course here I was thinking I was gonna stop at a local fancy hotel bar tonight and my brain said “yeah but people scare you” so I didn’t.
Oh I haven’t gotten any attention, mostly because I don’t get out of the house much.
I could. Probably should take a cooking class or something
Fuck that I look way better.
I look older, sure. With less hair. A lot more single. But I’m down 90lbs and I’ve finally figured out style
You know I was going to joke about describing the rest of her, but reading this is too gross.
I… Really am over paid for what I do if you can just whip out a script like that
Nah man, it’s ok. I wrote JFK in my first post, then the mention of RFK Jr threw me off too
JFK? The president ?
But RFK Jr i can see
Unfortunately, its impossible to know. We can point to severe cases with non-verbal ASD, and those with uncontrolled violent meltdowns, and others combined with other mental disabilities, but given that JFKs sister was lobotomized for being too promiscuous and California had a mass eugenics program until the 50s we won’t know.
But I can tell you my uncles and ancestors who were farmers, engineers, etc (extremely conservative men too) - dont like how ASD is a disorder. “Back in our day we called that an engineer.”
Grand Theft Ecstasy in my ass.
🤔
Ok, anyone wanna interpret that?
I’ve seen some different sizes of fidget spinners, but no way is anyone that small lol
You would too after you shanked your ball like he did yesterday on a chip attempt.
Not that many people could hit that badly.
How do you do that on approach?
I respect the mindset but in practice I’m far too paranoid about getting the cops called on me for indecent exposure.
I know the law is blah blah blah expectation of privacy in a home, but you tell me Karen won’t glimpse me playing beat saber fully dressed in my birthday suit and immediately call the cops tell them the neighbor in basement is flashing himself in his home to her and the neighbor kids coming by.
If I could remember to always check my blinds, maybe I would. Well. Not when my son is around, cause I remember that as a kid and it was more like “uuuuuughhhhh whyyy?”
All I know is that there is a switch that you throw and the llama gets “stabbed in the butt” repeatedly.
It took every ounce of willpower not to tear up from laughter when my kid showed it to me.
It was supposed to push the llama.
No you wanna know how fucked up a human can get:
Frank Herbert wrote an entire series of novels about a guy who put his finger in a box and was told “An animal caught in a trap will gnaw its leg off to survive.” Then the dude goes on to cause 66 billion deaths and have a son that lives for 7500 years as a giant worm/human hybrid
Uncalled for
It do. Far more frequently than I intend.
I’m like a meme I only find funny every time. And everyone else is missing out. People just don’t get it.