Well, there’s politics… and there’s politics.
Well, there’s politics… and there’s politics.
Market pathing… hated those guys when I worked night stock.
Oh to be a Krygyz woman on horseback in 1936…
“Opens up one eager eye” is an incredibly eldritch lyric.
Heck, there a folks out there that still insist that “The Boys of Summer” is about baseball.
“Fart you, fart him, fart all y’all.”
My first browser was GOPHER.
I’m only 9 because thats when I died.
Prophecy, you say?
If you’re having trouble getting a restful sleep, try segmented sleeping.
Where should we riot then?
Still waiting cast my vote for Obama the second time.
Maybe if Missouri gets a new AG they’ll get around to processing those provisional ballots.
I work second shift… you’re all crazy.
Yeah! Grandpa stuff!
Die! Die! Die! Die!
Rad Warrior or Wizball.
Not required to what by that art?