Back-cover synopsis: Swift
Back-cover synopsis: Swift
Yeah I use Wipr and they hit me too.
Do they have pizza delivery in China?
The only direction the “invisible hand” pushes is down.
A penny saved is a penny earned.
Always sanitize your Data inputs.
There were no “good guys” in that fight - as both guys are shitty people, but of course the worse guy won. That’s how this year is going. See also: the US elections.
I can feel it comin’ in the air tonight…
I DON’T HAVE A CHOICE!!!
The options are: genocide or genocide.
Voting anything other than Harris is STILL A VOTE FOR GENOCIDE.
Refusing to vote for Harris will not stop the genocide.
Refusing to vote at all will not stop the genocide.
WE ARE FUCKING BACKED INTO A CORNER.
Sorry, I’ve got to be pragmatic here. I hate it, but protest votes are fucking stupid in this system.
Protest votes are fucking stupid. They accomplish nothing. I will vote to keep trump out of office. Harris is the best choice to keep him out. End of discussion.
I know that the hold that Israel (and the military industrial complex) has on both major political parties is money, Money, MONEY. But there has got to be a breaking point. I thought the breaking point would be the indiscriminate slaughter of innocent children, but alas.
I mean, I will still vote for Harris, because I’m not stupid. I know the alternative is far worse. But I’d rather not have innocent blood on my hands after I fill out that ballot.
Fun fact: the color orange was named after the fruit, and not the fruit named for the color.
It’s from Red Dead Redemption 2. The main character’s name is Arthur. He carries a notebook where he likes to make sketches of the things he sees throughout his travels.
He eventually dies from tuberculosis.
“The exterminator’s name was Arthur. He said he used to be an outlaw. He coughed a lot.”
You replied to the wrong comment.
As it turns out, King Theoden was terrible at basic math.
Damn. That’s tidy to the point of inconvenience.
Heh. In the comic book I think he said “Why, Mr. Gideon, you’ve completely forgotten about your Walther…”
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