It’s like wearing nothing at all!

Corn is out. Squash is the it thing now!

The three sisters are corn, beans, and squash. So obviously it’s squash.

Idk, I’ve been dealing with this shit my entire adult life. I’m kinda running out of compassion for people who lie steal and strew garbage. I can’t wear sandal outside my house. I can’t have a bike because they get stolen. I get to clean up after them each and every day. I’m so sick of it. Fuck em

I do try, but it’s tough walking out my front door every day, and the world is that much shittier because there’s crackheads just leaving trash and detritus everywhere they go. Smoking their drugs in broad daylight on the side of the road. Dodging the needles with every other step. Listening to their arguments and fights every night. They make everything shittier by their presence.

Lol bold of them to think y’all people can or will read. Much less give a shit. Fuck I’m so sick of crackheads

Side boob is out! Side ball? So hot right now!

Ya but then there’s no robot

Obviously it’s Brian Boitano

I tried watching a recent episode and couldn’t get past the fact Lisa sounds like an old lady

By biggest gripe is that they’re always so low to the ground. Like they’re worried a kindergartner won’t be able to use it.

What!? I can’t even log in using my PornHub credentials? Fucking amateurs.

I have but one bone to give!

Exactly this. I knew this old retired fighter pilot guy, and he had asbestos gloves he held onto from his service days. He let me play with them at a BBQ once. You could straight up shove your hand into a pile of burning coals, hold it in your hand. Cool to the touch. It really seemed like magic. It really is a wonder-material. If not for the afromentioned cancer…

Nah, I’d be that guy that had just enough money to make life look easy to all the wagies. I’d have some bs job, a nice but modest house. As those around me age prematurely from the stresses of capitalism I’ll just be there, making a good life look effortless.

Every now and then a look of pity and derision will flash across my face. My friends won’t consciously clock this. But subconsciously they’ll know. Know that I’m hashtagged blessed, and they stay up at night thinking about how to keep them bills paid.

Far douchier than a laser suit.

Ohhh I’d have made such a good trust fund baby! I feel I really missed my calling in life.

Ya, I put mint on a rig for my aunt, didn’t even tell her it wasn’t windows. Granted all she ever uses is the browser, but she seems happy with it. 10/10

Phalups

Straight to the gulag with you!

That looks good AF. I may have spaghetti tonight