He Fondled It Suggestively
The tip jar, that is.
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Oh yes. The buttons:
You bastard! LOL
Tip jar hit.
Thanks for what you do, barkeep.
*pings tip jar*
Bless you, sir, and bless you, madam. May you never mistake icing sugar for flour.
“thisophobic & thatophobic”. Heh.
I’m sure patrons will join with me in celebrating the resignation of Scotland’s most hateful, racist, bigoted, authoritarian, short-lived leader Humza Youseless, declaring “who could ask for a better country to lead than Scotland.”
Apart from all the fucking white people that live there, obviously.
True story?
Oh yes. Though catastrophe was avoided, albeit narrowly.
Well, they are both excellent for home defence.
[ Updates Karl’s file under category of useful expertise. ]
*ping*
We cheapskate subscribers don’t get blessings though.
PING!
Doing some Amazon shopping later.
Did I not mention that subscribers are my favourites…?
[ Stands back, waits for ugly scuffling to begin. ]
Bless you, sirs. May your eggshell-cracking be flawless.
Shop like the wind. Do they sell cars?
One for the ladies.
And reasonably priced.
I’ll settle for a hard boiled egg.
Used sparingly, lest you wind up with a mini-grain elevator explosion..
Meanwhile, speaking of grains, “Eat The Balls!”, another NYC demonstration.
Do they sell cars?
Yes, soon.
Also motorcycles.
You have to go to Ali Baba for a truck, though.
[ Flicks through catalogue of elaborately bejewelled diadems. ]
The media and gov lament that they are not listened to and that there is “disinformation” floating around. There is a simple way to fight disinformation–become a credible source by not lying all the damn time. The CDC decided covid could only be transmitted by big droplets, hence the masks. If they admitted it could be in aerosols, they would have recommenced different measures entirely. they had the info. Likewise “if you get the shot you can’t get sick/transmit” lie. Hiding side-effect data. On and on. We can also cite the gov food pyramid, climate change hysteria, the FBI hiding crime stats by race and stats on defensive use of guns, etc.
Another aspect is that in order to have a societal dialog, we need to hear viewpoints that might be wrong. Unusual viewpoints in science (all fields really) often turn out to be right.
Most importantly, gov will use censorship to protect itself from criticism.
Thought I’d give emotional manipulation a shot. Not really my area. Am I doing it right?
:::ping:::
Thanks for the company and questionable bar snacks. Maybe this will help upgrade the latter.
BTW: I believe Gavin Newsom is getting much more than he bargained for (comments are gold)
Well it worked on me. *ping*
Bless you, madam, and bless you, sir. Should you receive a large tub of chocolates as a thankyou gift, may the contents be Lindor, not Celebrations.
Interesting theory.
Had forgotten about that.
One for the ladies.
It’s the nipple throwing…we’re going to need more fainting couches.
A string of words I hadn’t anticipated.
What? You’ve never heard of the Dimfordfretshire County Nipple Toss?
Respect his pronouns.
No.
Or, I will make myself as absurd and contemptible as possible while demanding that you respect me.
Rather gives the game away.
In entirely unrelated news, today’s words are shit test.
Threats of violence are unacceptable.
Also, why is this man being treated so badly for making violent threats?
One for the ladies.
Gahhhh!
[shudders]
No, thank you.
Although I have more respect for Mr. Sans-a-Belt Studmuffin than I do for the dummy-sucking man-baby who thinks he’s a she (I’m guessing, based on the pronoun demands). I have zero respect for those who demand I bow to their delusions.
Were you not swayed by the subtle use of eyeliner?
Yes. 🙂
Ping!
Bless you, madam. May you know where your toothbrush charging cable is.
A string of words I hadn’t anticipated.
Well, he may have been throwing his heart, but it sure looked like he pinched his nipple and threw it. It might be a cultural thing, but the porn mustache suggests otherwise.
Gladly. Ker-chinged.
Pinged.
Bless you, sirs. May you never find yourself on a country road behind an erratic, dangerously slow driver, whose idea of overtaking entails waiting forever, needlessly, and then moving 2% faster than the small van supposedly being overtaken, a process so bogglingly slow that it almost results in a collision with what little oncoming traffic there is.
Boiled bacon. Utterly barbaric.
I like how she dealt with Paparazzi.
There were other things about her that I liked, too, which calls to mind this Saab advertisement from the 70’s:
Pinged. I also bought some underwear via the Amazon link since nobody bought me nothing for my birthday two weeks ago. Hanes. Comfort flex fit with the total support pouch. XL. Just in case someone wants to remembers me next year.
I think about that every time I see a grain elevator. IIRC several such accidents occurred right around that same time yet I (granted, a teenager) had never heard of such a thing. Never realized how dangerous they could be.
A female English professor. Again.
Thinking “waving bananas” is anything like a “machine gun” is almost as stupid as these jerks thinking they “liberated” anything.
The obligatory “related”.
They call themselves Mellow Yellow.