“The whole entire world is a very narrow bridge, and the main thing is to have no fear at all” -Rabbi Nachman of Breslov.
Up to 3 fit in a triangle at once. Use 3-4 minutes an ear, rotating them along their axis once so they cook evenly.
And
I hate to say it
But if you work in the ART DEPARTMENT and you need a death machine stuffed with your colleagues’ work to give you ideas
Quit.
And
I hate to say it
But if you work in the ART DEPARTMENT and you need a death machine stuffed with your colleagues’ work to give you ideas
Quit.
Bitch, Asheville is a blue college town and the county has gone blue for decades. I am so sick of this “if I pretend disasters only happen to red areas, it means I’m safe because I’m properly on the left!” No. You’re not safe. That’s why we save everybody.
Bitch, Asheville is a blue college town and the county has gone blue for decades. I am so sick of this “if I pretend disasters only happen to red areas, it means I’m safe because I’m properly on the left!” No. You’re not safe. That’s why we save everybody.
But it's all the same ingredients*.
*Except for those infidels that put the sauce on top. You and your stupid casserole will burn forever.
But it's all the same ingredients*.
*Except for those infidels that put the sauce on top. You and your stupid casserole will burn forever.
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A core insistence of fascism is that form=substance.
Fight this lie with all you have.
A core insistence of fascism is that form=substance.
Fight this lie with all you have.
But the product of writing isn't words, any more than the product of justice is prisoners, or the product of love is weddings. The product of writing is meaning.
But the product of writing isn't words, any more than the product of justice is prisoners, or the product of love is weddings. The product of writing is meaning.
But the product of writing isn't words, any more than the product of justice is prisoners, or the product of love is weddings. The product of writing is meaning.
Then 3 agents divvy up his paid for food—taking what they want for themselves.
"Can I just get the wife's number to call and let her know?" woman asks.
"No, guess he should've complied," agent says.
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