Please do not perceive me.
Like 10+ years ago I had a “private photos” app that would open up two completely different photo vaults based on what pin you entered. I didn’t even think it was a big deal at the time because it makes perfect sense to do. I’m amazed that hasn’t become standard practice in the meantime.
If you’re already going in for the custom fit, may as well get one you’re happy with
Sure, maybe. But my yard has frogs and fireflies in it and my neighbors’ don’t. That seems pretty empirical to me.
Man I’m the complete opposite. I grew up in the hood, if you had nice things, you wouldn’t have them for long.
Driving nice cars and wearing name brand clothes just states “I have more money than you and I’m proud of it” which is a) universally a dick move, especially when you drive that fancy car past a dozen homeless every day, and b) makes you a mark. Oh you’re driving a Benz? You’ve probably got valuables in it, let’s take a look.
Nowadays I still drive a beat up old car and wear off brand clothes, both because I can’t afford better but I also don’t want to even look like I can afford better for the above reasons. It’s just being an ass and also putting a target on yourself.
His big “bombshell” was just
“Trump is in the Epstien files!!”
Yeah. No shit bud. We’ve had photos of them together for decades, that’s obviously the reason he hasn’t released the file.
Musk seriously thinks everyone in the entire world except for him has the intelligence of a washed up ketamine addict.
I’ve begun worshipping the sun for a number of reasons. First of all, unlike some other gods I could mention, I can see the sun. It’s there for me every day. And the things it brings me are quite apparent all the time: heat, light, food, and a lovely day. There’s no mystery, no one asks for money, I don’t have to dress up, and there’s no boring pageantry. And interestingly enough, I have found that the prayers I offer to the sun and the prayers I formerly offered to ‘God’ are all answered at about the same 50% rate.
-George Carlin
When I was a kid we had a dog named Monkey