

I have. They didn’t taste like much.
I have. They didn’t taste like much.
Everybody’s holy book says everyone else’s holy book is ballocks. I submit to you that this provides excellent anecdotal evidence that all of them are ballocks.
I’m in California. If you feel the need for a defensive weapon, the most you can get away with is a plain, wooden cane from a drugstore. Even then, if a cop thinks you don’t need that cane, you’ll get the shit beat out of you and the stick taken away.
Ask me how I know.
In the states anyway, our sense of community has almost vanished. Rather than concerning ourselves with improving society, we have become a nation of de facto sovereign citizens, all of us competing with everyone else.
Even common courtesy has gone down the shitter. On the roads, at retail establishments, everything is a fight. Shove your way past everyone or you’re weak.
Zucky needs your image so he can share with with Homeland, in case you visit too many liberal pages.
My cats.
They made me say that.
I’m on the autism spectrum, with very low support needs. My health care provider has that in my medical records. Now I’m worried that I’m going to disappear into some camp, and my wife will never know what happened.
As they got more and more out there on pre-MAGA conservative media, the unhinged hits just kept on coming. But probably the most unhinged was their belief that “90 percent of Black males are in a gang.” Sad.