Not a conservative, but nice try
…that hole can’t be filled. We pretend because no one has the balls to live with the truth, the truth being that inside that hole, Jack, is what we really are: nothingness.
Not a conservative, but nice try
You’ll never get the chance.
Yea I really don’t care if you’re “rolling the dice.” Laughable hyperbole. Most people are demonstrably unsafe drivers, but I don’t revel in imaginary victimhood and try to take people’s cars away. As a great man once said, “Life sucks, get a fucking helmet.” Or in your case, a plate carrier. I’m going to keep stacking ammo and guns and not shoot anyone, not because murder is wrong, but out of spite for anti-gunners. Anyway Trump sucks. Hail Satan.
I have a problem with being compared to vermin for the rifle that sits unloaded in a safe until I take it to the range
Years ago, a coworker greeted me with “Happy 420!”
No Gods or Kings, only Man.
Whatever, don’t care. Won’t be lured in to eat their crappy food. I could gather more sustenance from sunlight more cheaply and with better service. Bagged lunches unite!
Then they slide your silverware or straw over to you and say …and there’s that."
“Yes of course, that”
In all likelihood, I probably will…
In a final act of defiance, the wasp robbed you of what you wanted most: the certain knowledge of its demise and the peace that comes with it When I am dying, I too will crawl away to my presumable death, never to be seen again. My enemies will spend the rest of their pitiful lives will be spent glancing over their shoulders and checking corners. Waiting for what will never come. They will never know a moment of true peace. The wasp can teach us a great deal about hate. Hate that is truly real and everlasting. All hail the wasp.
Great idea. Dry soils, which are basically pulverized rock, are typically trafficked in on the soles of shoes. When it works its way into individual carpet tufts and then trafficed again, it causes a majority of the discoloration we regard as “wear”. Have a dedicated pair of house shoes or slippers. Buy several sizes of machine washable ones for house guests. And vacuum several times a week. I once had a customer whose wife was limited to a wheelchair, which are typically very hard on carpets and leave dirty traffic patterns in the path of the wheels. Their carpets were in good condition. Their secret? “Outside” wheelchair that stayed in the trunk of the car.
Did this professionally for a while. Carpet cleaners would largely go out of business overnight if everyone took their shoes off. Filthy animals.
Tell her to sit on it. And rotate.
Got eeem
I respect your opinion, but I must now buy the album to compensate for your failure. Good day.
I saw that in the theater and nearly shit my pants. Holy hell what a roller coaster of a movie.
If I stream Feuer Frei um keinen Preis, is that supporting rape?
I feel personally attacked here.
…then where do you put your gun rack, or you “cum n take it, librul” graphic? On your fuel-efficient and sensibly purchased sedan?
You should get out and meet people and see the full spectrum there is, instead of wasting your razor sharp wits on the internet. I think you’d be surprised to find the cartoonish spectres you conjure to rail against are hard to find.