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Shot. Chaser.
I love a complete story.
Shot. Chaser.
I love a complete story.
Holy hell, that’s a wildly supurb owl.
Otakon registration line, probably about 2014. The line wrapped the Baltimore convention center two times.
Always, one of the best things ever put out to the Internet.
Would.
Getting comfortable not owning your games?
Convenient, I already own a van. Time to put in my resignation.
I’m going to try to swallow some shotgun shells if I have to see one more article telling me to work until I die.
I haven’t sucked near enough dicks for that one.
I was once listening to The Pillows’ “I Think I Can” around a friend. Japanese band, lots of their songs are in English but you’d never know through the singer’s heavy Japanese accent. He repeats the titular line a lot in the song and my friend thought he was singing “I lick my cunt.”
That was 15 years ago and it’s still all I hear when I listen to the song.
Put me in the dick sucking machine, please.
From the looks of the crash test results, I might have to buy one of these to get in on the lawsuits that will come from those who are maimed in accidents with them.
I value my bones too much to bother doing that. But seriously, a lot of people are gonna get hurt.
And you should see the way people lose all sense when it happens. Society is wild.
I can’t imagine a universe where what you did makes you an asshole.
I’m afraid it’s not so simple in my case. I live in the deep rural US. It’s not worth it in any aspect.
Dresses. Big, cute dresses. Skirts, even.
I have a buddy who learned English as a second language early in life and he has a fluent Irish accent. I’ve never been able to wrap my head around that one.
This image looks like a horror movie hostage situation.
There are so many words here but absolutely fuck all for meaning.