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@lilyrosegold

Seriously you guys I’m not even sure what this is anymore

yall have no idea just how badly i want to cook some rice in gatorade

i hope to god im doing this right

im not sure how to feel about this

update: the gatorade didnt give the rice any flavor as i had hoped but the color is nice? Anyway i slapped some sweet chili sauce on it and now im eating the gatorade rice abomination while playing destiny 2

it looks fucking disgusting i know but it just tastes like rice

LAMBASTED FOR RICE CRIMES

stop reblogging this im begging all of you

happy birthday to my bastard child

pov murph rolls an 8 at a critical moment

"ILL KILL YOU MURPH" "literally I can't believe this happened again" "this is the funniest thing that's ever happened" "kill me......." *sinks to the ground* *disappointed in himself yet not surprised*

Yes this is every emotion you feel when murph rolls and you feel it all within a split second

You can identify a fake redneck by their passionate support of “blue lives matter.” Real rednecks have been in at least one physical fight and/or high-speed chase with police officers and would do it again

“redneck” is a valid culture, not a euphemism for “bigot”

So this has probably already been said on this post but I dont wanna scroll through 66k notes to find it.

The term Redneck gain prominence with striking coal miners in Appalachia. They wore red bandanas around their necks to express union solidarity.

And they fucking FOUGHT police and Pinkerton strike breaker forces. It was a period called The Coal Wars.

The poor and working classes have a long history of community support and rejecting police authority.

If you’re pro-cop, you’re not a redneck, you’re a bootlicker who based your personality on a played out Jeff Foxworthy caricature. Get bent. Your ancestors are ashamed of you.

The association of the term “redneck” with racism and bigotry is a direct result of government propaganda and covert ops designed to keep white activists and black activists from organizing together.

Years ago I overheard (eavesdropped upon) a telephone conversation between a public parks official and a golf course owner.

Parks Official: No sir, you cannot

Parks Official: No. They are a protected species

Parks Official: You CANNOT shoot them

Parks Official: Or poison them, no. Or trap them

Parks Official: If you like, we can-- no, I'm it. I'm the ranking official here. There's nobody above me. My boss? You mean... the governor's office? Sure, I guess. Okay bye

After he hung up, he gave me this thousand-yard stare before answering my unvoiced question.

"There's a flock of flamingos at the 9th green disrupting golfers. He wanted permission to go out there with a shotgun and take care of matters, but sensed there might be... legal ramifications. So he called us."

I laughed. "Does that happen often?"

"Oh, we get calls like that a couple times a month."

Country clubs should be burned to the ground and their golf courses turned into community gardens i am 10000% serious

Was golf created for the sole purpose of hoarding ridiculously large amounts of land just to brag about how little they use it?

Yes, literally.

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“fantasy high junior year this” “fantasy high junior year that” I want Fantasy High School Reunion where everyone is in their early to mid thirties and they come back to Elmville for a high school reunion