Knockin’ me out with those American thighs
Knockin’ me out with those American thighs
I’m terrified to see an AI rendering of what The David, 2 Girls, 1 Cup would look like.
Mine tried to hide in the cabinet above the sink. His guilty ass was displayed prominently on their website for years!
Yup. These are expert scientists with their hands up in the air explaining how this shit is exponentially hitting the fan.
This is an inflection point. The fire alarms are blaring.
They should get every penny of funding available to deal with this.
You got me back. Guess I have to concentrate on that now. Instead of The Game.
Currently yawning. And it made me think about losing The Game. You’re welcome.
Back in Black!
Geese have entered the chat with an unapologetic level of aggression
Go fuck yourself, Vlad.
The entire city of Detroit is about to ask “The fuck you doing fuckin’ with our big ass ship?”
A friend of mine also did Peace Corps work there. She had to pretend she was married to someone in an adjacent village to deter getting kidnapped and forced into marriage.
A more lighthearted (but scary at the time) moment was when a bat peed into her eye while she was using the outhouse. No diseases, thankfully. She’s been back in the US now for a number of years and loved the work she did while she was over there.
Corndogs have entered the chat from Chicago
How dare you. That’s a delicacy in Nebraska.
And heavy petting for everyone.
May cats everywhere around this time of year be flexin in their Tims.
I’ve had one of these on my work laptop for a while now.
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Detroit has entered the chat.