

Mother of the groom gave an impromptu speech at the reception about how her son is like milk and orange juice. It was as meandering as it was long.
Mother of the groom gave an impromptu speech at the reception about how her son is like milk and orange juice. It was as meandering as it was long.
In the event you didn’t know what to think, here’s a large group of possibly real people who have maybe computer-generated opinions, that you can actually agree with, right now!
Look at how many there are, truly this is an accurate representation of your countrymen, and you… disagree with them? What’s it like being on the outside, looking in, nerd?
Thankfully, media literacy is at an all time low. So we can just keep pumping out these open-source articles that masquerade as journalism. Now your relatives and coworkers can sound intelligent and well-informed when they come to talk, even though they may have only read the headline!
Nice, we’re about to run a pirate campaign with like 9, 10 people. We’ll be lucky to finish a round of combat in a session, but it’ll be one to remember for sure.
It’s wild, because I can’t look away from his videos, but I can only remember that he spoke, but never what he said.
Lucky, we had to postpone a session 0 due to people having plans for the super bowl. Super boring game, and the whole event felt off. I fell asleep before it ended, but spent the whole time thinking about the fun we could have had.
Also that other commenter making assumptions about you and boycotting seemed just as odd. It reminds me more people came from reddit recently.
And if that doesn’t work, or is crushed, the peaceful options will be limited, unfortunately.
pew pews and freedom seeds are just as cringe as the heckin chonk doggos
Unfortunately, no matter how the rest of the next four years go, I fear we’ll be hearing “Trump-era” for the rest of our lives.
The nuclear wasteland future of The Terminator is 2029.
The farmers just need to give the plants the electrolytes they crave.
Given the situation, the fear and confusion was a given. The instant death is a mercy. They could have had the fear and confusion, then slowly burned to death with bones too broken to undo their seatbelts.
If it’s any consolation, the blast was so large and so quick that I doubt anyone on board felt anything past fear and confusion.
While I’m sure garden variety racism will do the heavy lifting at first, the soldiers and those back home will need more to believe in once the flights back start to fill with bodies.
I apologize if I may have unintentionally mislead you. I made no attempt to say it couldn’t happen again. On the contrary, I was simply using comedy to allude to a possible false flag attack in order to justify an invasion.
The part you quoted was there to misdirect the reader to set up for the great merriment laid out later in the comment.
In all seriousness, massive layoffs and the destruction of the little social safety nets are going to funnel many desperate people into one of the few benefits-rich institutions in America: The Military.
I don’t think it would be simple to convince soldiers to inavde Mexico. Sure, orders are orders, but it would be met with resistance. Unless, of course, some cartel members blew up a building in Houston. Then the sabers would rattle to the rhythm of the drums of war.
Of course that would beg the question, “If borders so secure, how did bombs?”
To which they’d reply, “Cartel sympathist! We was attacked! Stupid socialist, go live in Mexico if you love it so much! They hate our freedoms! Alamo!”
Lockheed and Boeing salivate as they fund both sides of an intense border skirmish, full of clashes and conflict, but never a war.
Support would quickly wane until there’s some citations missing from a New York Times report about yellow cake uranium or some kind of ray gun that makes people allergic to burgers, being developed only 100 miles south of San Antonio?!?
Imagine scraping together savings to go see the Aurora Borealis, and you end up having to try and ignore the space ad for Arby’s.
Quite the opposite, but maybe his mom feels like she just drank milk and orange juice when she sees her son? I suppose we’ll never know for sure.