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One Nice Bug Per Day
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2024 gonna be my year fr
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The Lost Art of Cassette Design
by Steve Vistaunet
internet politics and real-world politics have gotten so separated, and pretty soon all this internet weirdness is gonna come crashing into real life and politicians are gonna start throwing around words like “SJW” and “anime communist” and “dark enlightenment” and it’s just gonna be the most ridiculous fucking thing
date of origin: 13th of april, 2015.
happy 10 year anniversary!
This post.
This fucking post.
It is in some ways, the only piece of evidence I have that there was a time Before.
February Full Moon l aj.smadi
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giant redwood trees really are so cool, they just have something incredibly special going on. it's hard to describe if you haven't seen them
a certain je ne sequoia, if you will
i love this fucking picture
I gotta say, nothing has made how intertwined homophobia and misogyny are so blatantly obvious quite as much as gay son or thot daughter
there are things worse than either
you are like an empty tip jar
Ready to be filled!
BECAUSE YOU DONT HAVE ANY CENTS!!!
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Gene Ahern in the Evansville Press, Indiana, February 2, 1918
A man walks into confession and says “forgive me Father, for I have sinned.”
“Go on, my son.” The priest replies.
“I have taken the Lord’s name in vain and used profanity.”
“Tell me more about this my son.”
The man says “I was playing a par four this past weekend. I shanked the tee shot to the left and into the woods.”
“I see.” The Priest says. “And this is when you used profanity and took the Lord’s name in vain?” he asks.
“No. Not then. The second shot I overshot the fairway and the ball went into tall grass and settled behind a rock.”
“Ah.” Says the Priest. “Then you took the Lord’s name in vain and used profanity.”
“No.” The man says again. “The third shot hooked back over, hit the ball washing station, bounced off a branch and somehow landed on the green just a foot from the cup.”
The Priest pauses for a second.
“Jesus Christ, don’t tell me you missed the fucking putt.”
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𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚖 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝?
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song: "trailers after dark" by finn wolfhard