You should get out and meet people and see the full spectrum there is, instead of wasting your razor sharp wits on the internet. I think you'd be surprised to find the cartoonish spectres you conjure to rail against are hard to find.
Not a conservative, but nice try
You'll never get the chance.
Yea I really don't care if you're "rolling the dice." Laughable hyperbole. Most people are demonstrably unsafe drivers, but I don't revel in imaginary victimhood and try to take people's cars away. As a great man once said, "Life sucks, get a fucking helmet." Or in your case, a plate carrier. I'm going to keep stacking ammo and guns and not shoot anyone, not because murder is wrong, but out of spite for anti-gunners. Anyway Trump sucks. Hail Satan.
I have a problem with being compared to vermin for the rifle that sits unloaded in a safe until I take it to the range
Are you talking about the eagle? I don't see a swastika...
Years ago, a coworker greeted me with "Happy 420!"
- Me: "Oh, I didn't know you celebrated Hitler's birthday."
- Him: "What?”
- Me: "April 20th was Hitler's birthday."
- Him: long pause and blank stare "I DIDN'T KNOW HITLER WAS A STONER DURHURHUR!"
- And then I got a new job.
I find the word 2nd class citizen distasteful, but agree with a lot of it. You mostly had me at abolish NFA and GCA
The apologists are out and about it seems. The rich sycophants I get, wanting lower taxes and all. What I'll never get is being middle or lower class and being so cucked as to defend some bourgeois criminal like he was a friend.
How about we do Trump first, and then Biden?
HICKORY WHAT?
SMOKED WHAT?
I think you may be onto something. I'm more interested, though, in giant transforming robot airplanes than a music and dance number
Whatever, don't care. Won't be lured in to eat their crappy food. I could gather more sustenance from sunlight more cheaply and with better service. Bagged lunches unite!
Good drugs and bad sex, you say?
Then they slide your silverware or straw over to you and say ...and there's that."
"Yes of course, that"
For Whom the Bell Tolls
"Ni**as fight on the hill in the early day..." == Make his
In a final act of defiance, the wasp robbed you of what you wanted most: the certain knowledge of its demise and the peace that comes with it When I am dying, I too will crawl away to my presumable death, never to be seen again. My enemies will spend the rest of their pitiful lives will be spent glancing over their shoulders and checking corners. Waiting for what will never come. They will never know a moment of true peace. The wasp can teach us a great deal about hate. Hate that is truly real and everlasting. All hail the wasp.
justabigemptyhole @lemmy.world ...that hole can't be filled. We pretend because no one has the balls to live with the truth, the truth being that inside that hole, Jack, is what we really are: nothingness.