Earned a follow with this sentiment. Wholeheartedly agree. It used to be adventure, going online but it has since lost that luster. The same applies to flying - it’s an endurance test not a jolly somewhere. Sigh.

Can’t win ‘em all, God. Well, I mean you do have the power to but choose not to do so. I like that in my interventionist deities. You guys are just like us - don’t feel like it? Fuck it, I ain’t helping with shit today. Fuck ‘em, always asking. Take take take.

#DOGSFORGOD

Remember - you may not like him, but Trump loves you.

I don’t believe that Trump doesn’t drink alcohol. He once again sounded drunk and slurred his way through reading a teleprompter.

2 things he can’t buy, steal or slap his name on - time and good health. That’s what I try to remember each day. Vance is a pussy cosplaying a tough guy - him as President when Trump croaks? We’ll handle ol’ JD no problems.

I take great delight in watching his hair turn one strand thin and look pixelated.

I love this camera angle. Makes the old thatch look even worse.

Less than one in three voted him in.

The “Sitting-In-His-Own-Shit” President.

Gahhhh! It’s not even at a true right angle - more like 89 degrees! GAHHHHHH!

He just hangin’.

This is part of their plan - widespread disease, suffering and deaths. It’s about acquiring control and power over the masses. “Only I can save you”; etc.

Were you talking about “The Legs From Killybegs”? Footie fans…
Or “The Flegs of Killybegs”?

The end goal is clear, no matter what he is up to at this minute - dismantling and destruction of the United States on behalf of Putin and Xhi.

Ol’ Sleep Don. Aul Rapey.

…and I remember my first taste of Hershey’s Kisses. Christ on a bike, they taste and smell like cheesy puke. Why?