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Every so often I think about the fact that there are actually real people with real chodes and it legitimately makes me kind of sad
I will never understand this one. Like, at least respect yourself enough to think you deserve literal seconds worth of effort
Edit: maybe nobody has ever told you. Hey, you have value and worth. You’re deserving of good things and worthy of reasonable effort to achieve them.
I’ve told the story before, but I worked a MarketPro Computer Show & Sale a million years ago and was stationed next to a booth selling mostly speakers and stereo equipment where the booth owner had brought his 10-ish year old son with him. This son preceded to play “Around the World,” full-blast, through an enormous stack of display speakers, instantly filling the entire convention hall. Then he put the song on repeat. All day. No exaggeration, he did not play a single other song for the entirety of the 10 hour shift, just “Around the world, around the world… around the world, around the world… around the world, around the world” endlessly.
That kid is a legend of trolling.
Why are the animal’s choices never considered in this equation?
Sapience vs sentience. Hope that helps your understanding!
You, my friend, are 100% correct in your take on the topic.
Boring pop culture opinions that nobody actually likes but which wear the cadence of interesting content so people unthinkingly clap along out of habit even though nobody is actually edified by it or sincerely enjoying it.
Just for clarity, the implication you’re making is that the helicopter crash that killed the Iranian president was actually an intentional hit job performed by Israel?
I think this kind of meme is the same thing as people who pretend to hate the word “moist.”
Listen to this person, not to me, as it sounds like they actually know what they’re talking about 👍
See my reply to the other commenter
That’s fair, but you don’t gotta invite them in. And I will remind you that “outside” is kind of their domain, not ours 😉
All that said though, a rock or sand yard is still vastly better than a manicured lawn which serves basically no purpose other than to take in resources (mostly water) with no real output. Hell, even if you paved over your lawn with one big slab of concrete that would still probably be ecologically better than the waste involved in maintaining a manicured grass lawn!
Natural yard full of native species > gross manicured yard
I’ll admit “trying” was doing a lot of heavy-lifting in that sentence ;)
Wolf. Not only do I think my chances are better, I’d also feel less bad about trying to fuck up a wolf if I had to
Lol, when I describe the song to people what I say is almost verbatim: “it sounds like they stumbled upon one really solid guitar riff and were like, fuck it, play that shit for the next 4 minutes! Umm is that gonna be enough for a song? Who gives a shit!”
So yeah, the riff is pretty good
Caroline, every time.
Sweet Home Alabama is just awful
This is a strange exclusionary way of considering happiness, tbh.
Like even if I want, and maybe even would be most happy, to sit down in front of a plate of duck a l’orange for dinner doesn’t mean I can’t or won’t be perfectly happy eating a sirloin steak for dinner instead
Edit: for clarity, I am referring to your father’s view on happiness, not your response to it
Nah, I can give them p-r-------l at least.