We are a country ran by and profited off of by used car salesmen.

When the elevator takes too long.

Edit: Also, this might be work specific, I do maintenance, when someone keeps talking with superfluous language and I already know everything they are going to say. Situations are formulaic, tell me where and what, everything else is erroneous, stop wasting both of our time. You’re at work, not on stage. Fuck!

Weak stance in general.

I once noticed that Ayn Rand looks exactly like Timmy from The Whitest Kids You Know if he was playing Ayn Rand and I can’t not see it every time now.

Orchids feed on a micorrhizal fungus, which grows on the bark of certain trees. While it might be considered symbiotic, the orchid requires the trees it grows on to produce the fungus. The tree stays healthier due to orchids, however the orchids have no function nor biological reason or initiative to limit the growth of the fungus. The more fungus that can thrive within the tree will be beneficial to the orchids. Because of this dynamic the eventual death of the tree, due to the fungus that feeds the orchids, will allow the orchids to thrive to the point of propagation, spreading their seeds in the soil to reach the surrounding trees, which have a high probability of having the required fungus for them to feed. And this the process of death and rebirth continues from tree to tree, but the same line of orchids continue by jumping from corpse to corpse.

This comment is not about orchids.

Naivety = / = morality. Get out of here with that bullshit.

If only there was some sort of safe, easy, trustable way to have avoided this. Alas…

Sure, if you want to half ass it by leaving out the hopes.

I fix things.

That guy has resting “I just shit my pants” face.

That is no my chosen curse to wish upon folks. Experiencing that sensation constantly, and if you turn back to look you will see a ragged four armed crone with a basket of eggs and she will gaze into your eyes and show you the end of all things and you will experience a relative eternity of psychological horror until you find yourself back in that exact moment before you turned to look, feeling the cold old hands of the crone grabbing at your starfish and feeding it egg after egg after egg. You fear to look, you don’t know if others can see her going about her eggly duties. All you know is that you never want to experience what you did again. And at that moment, she stops. You feel nothing. You don’t know if she is still there, but you fear to look. After some time you wonder if she’s gone forever, you start to feel safer, and eventually chalk it up to a stress hallucination and get ready to go stand in front of congress, your case prepared, you’re ready, you get to your seat, feeling confident.

You’re asked your first question by the members in attendance, and right then, as your lips have just began to split in order to give your response, you smell sulfur and feel the cold hands of destiny at your lower back, pulling your pants down to just below your butt, and you feel the smooth, practiced motion of the crone going to work on your bike rack…

Freud had one legitimate case study and it was himself.

“Then he revealed what he called his “Spear of Telesto” and 1v1’d me like I was a chaos titan.”

Read the manual, use the right product, do things properly, don’t be a lazy half-ass.

I support anyone who thinks this is the proper course of action. Just remember that more is more when it comes to the ‘mectin. A.B.D.M.I, as my ‘Nan used to say, always be dosing more ivermectin. Kept her alive and kickin’ all the way through to her mid 30’s.

I’ve got a good few, but they are local bands, so it was likely a cost decision, but I definitely sport them more when it’s hot.

I’ll sweat balls in my Conan shirts without a second thought, though. Because fuckin’ Conan.

All hail Volt Thrower.

Poor little guy.

Oh my, the hypocrisy that dwells in that comment. You’re a special kind of animal.

I grew up around the great salt lake where there are hordes of these mother fuckers, if you don’t despise them as the devil spawn that they are then you’ve never had to deal with them. I love animals, but I would support a seagull specific genocide.