It’s too early to see a face and get into a slapping mood.

Get fucked, u_spez

I was was wondering what I’d look like with a sick tat on my face. And behold, the DNA and AI winning combination knew it, before I ever got it.

Not gonna lie, if you asked me what I would think the increase would be and I would have assumed it be a lot higher.

But then again, that could be the part of the pirate crew that doesn’t use a VPN and is easily identified upon entering the site.

Won’t lie, for a short period I had a Sony mini disk set up and I don’t think I can ever appreciate other modern physical mediums of music as much.

And I can’t explain why other than personal biast reasons, either.

That Chinese jet better be fucking thankful it wasn’t one of our geese.

A proper Canadian Goose is like, 87.69% Aggressive Manner.

Yellen? Fuck she’s so war horny she’ll be screamin’ to fund more war.

Yeah, baby! Finance the fuck outta the conflict.

Multiple Personalities.

When you say you wanna see other people, they already are other people!

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I was a big fan of G.G. Allin, so it’s hard to pin point just a single moment, but we’ll let google and your imaginations take you there. It’s pretty trippy.

When I was super young and listening to ace of bass i learned one of the members was also a white supremacist.

Lead singer of L7 whipped her used tampon at an asshole like a fucking champ.

my youngest brother had a lazy stick. It was a broom handle and a ruler taped together with a couple of chop sticks mixed in to help hold the two together. To avoid getting out of bed, he fashioned this up to turn off the lights in his room. Inspired by Homers broom in the episode of the Simpsons where he gains a ton of weight to go on disability.

This stick did the trick and even could turn the tv on and off.

Twenty years later, my brother is currently on a diet and losing a lot of weight. All the weight is post stick and much later in life, but we have a laugh about it every now and again.

Not something I would have ever thought of, but this is actually a pretty solid idea.

Especially un a time where AI is a pretty big issue for the entertainment industry.

Like, a lot of my favorite actors are old as shit. To finish unfinished work and put a close to a character would be an excellent use of the technology. End of life purposes with respectful boundaries

I won’t go near the comparison to one’s sexual preference, to another voluntary dietary habits.

But, you’re not wrong. If this was something that was super important to me and life affecting, then you are completely right.

Now, as someone who is just trying to not eat meat for personal and whatever reasons, that’s not how you get people into your cause. I am not bound to it, and the perception of the community is something i get to have liberty with.

How about “well, it’s not an animal. not bad”. Not being me with my kid hearing that her favorite burger patty (the impossible one) is a waste of money and an embarrassment to the real vegans in the middle of the safeway by a random asshole stranger, who had the after thought to explain how tofu is better totally not noticing that his very life is in danger.

See, it’s arrogant, and stupid shit like this that makes me wanna go get a burger just to spite ya.

“Oh fucking no!! I am torturing plants and shit blah blah blah”

No fucking wonder.

I don’t eat a lot of meat, but after hearing arguments like these from vegetarians and vegans, I gave up on not eating meat.

Too expensive to eat vegan and I got really fucking tired of being called fucking stupid for buying meat free alternatives. It’s not worth the effort in the end.

The smell of a new book.

oh man. there’s my drug from back in the day.

But because of this one life hack, it’s just one that’s all dirty.

If they weren’t so thoughtfully put together as such, then they’d all be dirty.

People still wondering just what the fuck it’s for hate this one hack.

I’d outlaw drive through.

No longer will that fucking line up for coffee reach down the road and over the horizon in the morning. The sitting there for twenty minutes, idling your car as you watch the person in front of you park in the middle of the intersection like an asshole. No.

Go, park, use the magic of being a biped.

Now there’s no excuse. You either drink the coffee at work, or face that Starbucks barista you know secretly hates you. Biped your way in the door, get your morning fix with confidence because fuck mark, no barista is going to ruin your day.

Not while I’m there banning drive throughs to ruin it for you.

Edit: Barista. I don’t even know what a batista is but could potentially be a bad ass.

If you’re Gen X, the entire three fucking ton collection of whatever encyclopedia itanica set out there and fifty time life books about random shit with pictures. Maybe sex by Madonna.

My parents, and those before them loved to appear as if they could ready but only really recognized the logos of gas stations and liquor bottles.

One and done like “Then, you turn this key, and input these codes. Don’t lose the codes. Now, first thing’s first, it’s not actually a football…”

stoppopulationdecline.org?

Really? Yeah. I don’t think I will.