Last time my mom called and said “how ya doin?” I said “not in the Epstein files!”

The fucked up futures of kids who spend their walks home from school talking to their dead grandmas on the phone instead of poking dead stuff with sticks and giggling about butts.

Mo had a disastrous night. But a good team should be able to overcome that in this kind of mismatch … if it was, in fact, that much of a mismatch.

Imagining the thought of a free version where your mom starts hollering about FanDuel every seven minutes in affected voices like Sigourney Weaver in Ghostbusters.

I mean, people do hate convenience charges ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

This is my guess.

which is to say I didn't put The Sunset Tree on.

"you know how many troops claim to be Nordic Pagan?" No, I don't, and I don't give a shit. It's none of my business.

The country has real, actual problems.

We buy sticks of unsalted for the bread machine and other baking needs and tubs of spreadable salted for spreading on things and other eating needs.

You know who does a cover of this that whips ass? Bully.