That behavior is downright abysmal.
I was Biden my time, but the time is Nye.
I’ve got good news and I’ve got bad news…
Oh my God, why did I come to this party, I don’t know anyone here except Matt from work and I don’t even know him that well, I just didn’t have plans for tonight so I came, oh my God, this is so awkward, I was hoping there’d be another dinosaur here to talk to, I’m the only dinosaur and nobody’s acknowledged that but I can TELL they’re all thinking about it, why did I do this, I knew this was a possibility, dude, what is wrong with me…
Semi-related, but you’ve got the best username ever.
“Happy Birthday, Spray! I’m disappointed in you!”
Damn, beat me to it.
“I don’t think 22 minutes is so bad.”
“NOT SO BAD?!? THAT’S A WHOLE EPISODE OF SEINFELD! IT TAKES US A WHOLE EPISODE OF SEIN-FUCKIN-FELD TO ROB A BANK!”
I see Calvin’s been by.
Shortwave eroticism.
And that’s not even taking into account the miseries of:
1: Fighting with insurance to let you have what you desperately need at a price that wouldn’t bankrupt you.
2: Fighting with your pharmacy over prescription issues.
3: Dealing with sudden nationwide shortages.
Fuck…
I don’t care how old this image is or how many times I’ve seen it…
Every single time, I end up feeling better. Instant mood boost. I hope it never stops getting posted.
I’m so goddamned sick of masking.
Dude, yesterday I heard a radio ad promoting “vintage alternative” music and it was fucking “Mr. Brightside” by The Killers.
Vintage.
I wanted to throw my geriatric elder Millennial ass through my windshield.
Maybe they’re just from a sex-positive couple into CGSM.
Ahhhhhh…look at all the blonely bleople…
Star Wars: The Phantom Gribble
(And yeah, I know this is ROTS. Phantom Gribble just sounds funnier in my head.)
That IS a great value!