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

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.

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?

No Gods or Kings, only Man.

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?

In all likelihood, I probably will…

I have a habit of playing those for a few days and then becoming so enraged I put it down for a year. I actually just picked PS3 Demon’s Souls to finally get platinum.

The bad thing about the newfangled Dyson ones is there isn’t really a good place to put your dick

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.

Great idea. Dry soils, which are basically pulverized rock, are typically trafficked in on the soles of shoes. When it works its way into individual carpet tufts and then trafficed again, it causes a majority of the discoloration we regard as “wear”. Have a dedicated pair of house shoes or slippers. Buy several sizes of machine washable ones for house guests. And vacuum several times a week. I once had a customer whose wife was limited to a wheelchair, which are typically very hard on carpets and leave dirty traffic patterns in the path of the wheels. Their carpets were in good condition. Their secret? “Outside” wheelchair that stayed in the trunk of the car.

Did this professionally for a while. Carpet cleaners would largely go out of business overnight if everyone took their shoes off. Filthy animals.

Got eeem

I came in looking for this comment. Maybe they can redevelop it along with Robotech: Crystal Dreams

I respect your opinion, but I must now buy the album to compensate for your failure. Good day.