I suspect you fit that category of people who are really fun at parties

exactly

its not really charity if you don’t give something up

some mother fucker comes here with a name like sun tzu and then starts with comment about “Lemmy normies”

fuck off

BLOCKED.

…after a couple of generations, with many years of misery.

Pretty sure this is almost exactly how the only game of magic the gathering went. I am pretty sure that I played 2 hands but neither of them went any better then a few seconds and I couldn’t understand any of it.

So it’s like moving from Salem’s Lot to a house near the town of Ludlow, along a busy highway with a pet cemetery nearby?

Geronimo shredded motherfuckers with a spear. Dude was a master, one of his stories was about killing a whole regiment of Mexican Army who were armed with guns and he and only one or two other tribes men walked away and Geronimo was covered in blood and guts with only his spear left as a weapon.

Did Charlie get his kidney back? That damn Candy Mountain…

Adidas gloves are the boss IMO

“I really like bullshin with you dude/bro”

let them know how the shit you share is meaningful and that you enjoy life more with them around

It’s been that way forever, I remember looking at my watch and thinking about it in the 90s

the long distance rates probably cost as much as a new boat!

GG Allin!

Why did you refer to it as shoving something down your throat?

You will probably enjoy it.

Have you read Childhood’s End by Arthur C Clarke?

What does that mean? It just sounds like fish noises if I sound it out. Are you ok?

My wife worked for this guy that has since passed away. She was his sous chef at a very posh up and coming restaurant. They had fried chicken specials every so often and it was always their biggest huge hit. Like always selling out.

The secret of his success was his special herbs and spices, which included weed. He figured that nobody would get that high from a serving so he was like IDGAF.

Eddy was one of a kind. Rest in peace friend.

classic

The pot calling the kettle black