Happened to me recently. I was gushing blood like a B-grade 90s horror movie. I had health insurance and figured this was the exact reason I pay so much for it, so that I have it when I need it. Called for an ambulance since I couldn’t stop the bleeding and didn’t want my car’s interior covered in blood.

Anyway, that ambulance company was out of network according to my insurance. Of course when you call for an ambulance, you have no choice in who picks you up and you have no ability to know ahead of time if it’s covered or how much it will cost.

Easy to see why Americans get radicalized by this shit

Girl you so young. I was jamming to that in middle school so your parents at least got good tastes.

Great news for me! I was ready to congratulate all the people I know who have committed acts of bestiality, even set aside a couple hours on my calendar for it. Didn’t need even a moment of that two hour block because I don’t know a single person who’s ever done that sort of thing.

Now I got two hours to kill and started thinking about something my uncle used to say “I’m fucking this cat, you just hold the tail.” Which was a pretty vulgar thing to say to a 10 year old but also what the fuck Uncle Mike?

I bought a car and rented a weed last week, so luckily my identity Gavin Belltower of 55 West Pine Knoll Lane SSN 347-20-3802 and pass word I use on all the sites is mother’s maiden name, Minlow, plus my favorite number 89 … Should be safe. Completely safe. Yes sir.