I accidentally found out one of my friends has a huge dick, and in a panic I blurted out “congratulations on the pipe, man.” What’s my next move after this
no you’re good. thhats the end of the transmission

I accidentally found out one of my friends has a huge dick, and in a panic I blurted out “congratulations on the pipe, man.” What’s my next move after this
no you’re good. thhats the end of the transmission
I never watched the pony show but I really enjoy what you folks are doing with those horses these days. Just today, I saw an image of the yellow one smoking a bong and wearing a "nine inch nails" tee shirt.
is this true?
Like a rare and beautiful spirit...I hope to see it again
Worst part of living with animals is the night time sloppy licking cleaning noises I'm sorry but I cannot sleep . Please fhcking stop please please olease
You've heard about Comfort Movie this, Comfort Food that, now what's your Comfort Game??
yesterday for April Fool’s my workplace had a short training article on recognizing computer-generated faces from real ones and one of the tricks mentioned was “count the teeth” and I just wanted to say that it’s both ironic and kind of horrifying how society has unwittingly cycled right back to IF YE MEET A MAN ON THE ROAD, COUNT HIS FINGERS LEST YE DEAL UNKNOWING WITH A FAE
Where’s that image with the self driving car that is trapped in a salt circle made of “do not cross” symbols that its software won’t let it disobey
This one?
Eventually something you love is going to be taken away. And then you will fall to the floor crying. And then, however much later, it is finally happening to you: you're falling to the floor crying thinking, “I am falling to the floor crying," but there's an element of the ridiculous to it - you knew it would happen and, even worse, while you're on the floor crying you look at the place where the wall meets the floor and you realize you didn't paint it very well.
— Richard Siken
okay picture this; i go back in time and find a victorian orphan child. do i blow his mind? do i break his brain? NO!!! i give him warm soft clothes and a hug. he gets me wizard high off what would commonly be used to treat a minor cough in that era. we both eventually contract a deadly illness and then i bring him to the future where we get easily cured of our ailment. i buy him a happy meal afterwards. he’s my good son now. love you son.
BTW for anyone too lazy to do the math a wage of $125 a day works out to about $15/hour for an 8-hour workday so..... someone in 1923 definitely had a vision of the future
is anyone else pissed off by the cycle of endless violence and death that the gods bring