do they at least have a small submersible to transport luggage and pets?

we do the salt to help clean, not with original seasoning

i’m gonna play you like a french horn, chicky

what makes it satire is he was originally talking about insomnia, which in itself was absurd

There was a pretty locally big felony murder case. Some Norteños jumped some Sureños. The Norteños had bats. One of the Sureños had a gun. One of the Norteños died.

Now, under stone principle I don’t understand and can’t remember what it’s called, when you start committing a crime, any crimes that occur as a direct consequence are attributable to the party that began the illegal actions. So the Norteños went on trial for felony murder for shooting their own fellow gang member (since the Sureños could reasonably argue self defense and the DA wanted to do something about gang violence, they prosecuted the Norteños) even though a Sureño pulled the trigger.

I learned it’s difficult to get a conviction from a fair jury for felony murder when you “started it”. They were acquitted.

there are times i think about getting titanium caps, but my one crown does not feel great and i don’t like how mouthpieces feel

if you’re gonna get chin work, make sure you have a butt chin (with a smaller, extendable butt implant installed in the cleft)

i had to suffer so everyone must suffer

yes, we should lose that way more.

my wife is an elementary teacher and she echoes you, except she actually said fuck.

personal mitigation is a lot easier than changing family/society/&c. i get why people medicate.

you sir have impugned my honor. pistols at dawn?

Academia accepts only the term “hudongolangas”

MORE RIBS PLEASE IT’S A BARBECUE AROOO

Haha guys don’t get compliments

I get you, but there’s also implicit trust in a cuddle. I’m farsighted so my personal space extends like 20 feet away (where my eyes start to be able to focus) and if I can’t see you well without my glasses on, you’re in it.

Having a 20 foot sphere of personal space is ridiculous, so I’ve just gotten used to people being in my space. Five feet away could just as well be snuggling if I’m uncomfortable with you.

All that said, the improv group i used to be in had a regular bad movie night. There’s always be at least fifteen people in a cuddle puddle. Sometimes I miss that.

One of my mentors taught me that when you think of a genuine compliment, you should give it. I mean figure out how to make it but creepy (no “hey girl you shit with that ass?”) but genuine compliments brighten people’s day and that spreads (kind of like how when someone is an asshole to us enough to make us in a bad mood, we spread it around)

*Checks that girls are around*

*Kisses my homies anyways*

I have, but I was lying (it was my wife, I don’t know how to not hit on her)