I can’t hear it. I can, however, smell it. Intensely.
It may be the acid kicking in, though.
I can’t hear it. I can, however, smell it. Intensely.
It may be the acid kicking in, though.
Centurion Haddock in the times of Elagabalus.
EDIT: Hadocus?
Have you ever noticed that you never see Clark Table and Supertable in the same room at the same time?
Plot twist: there is no direct evidence that Twain ever said such a quote. Which is very fitting for this meme, its’ very point itself.
Father of Indy, you throw me the whip, I throw you the idol!
Yeah but what about Limewire, then?
C’mon… give me my unicorn… I’ve selflessly granted the right-wing consent to make those more vulnerable than me suffer, by heroically sitting on my heroic ass on many election days, I am a pure and very special, delicate flower, I know what’s what and how’s how better than anyone before or after me! i’M sO sPeCiaL, gOdDaMniT, giVE mE wHaT i WaaaaNt!!!
Well fuck me gently with a chainsaw, I am flabbergasted and illustrated, simultaneously at the same place and from a distance at the same time.
Rolling of the bones. Bones tell everything.
bOtH pArTiEs ArE tHe SaMe LoL aMiRiTe WhY bOtHeR vOTiNg sLeEpY jOe memes!
Then I did nothing about it between presidential elections. Nothing. Did not lift a single goddamned finger. Four years later, I demand the party cater to me, Me, ME. An utterly useless deadweight. And smug about it.
wAs EiNsTEiN wRoNg?
wAiT TiLL tHe EnD tO FiNd OuT!
tHe AnSWeR WiLL SHOCK YoU!
Yeah… unliked and blocked, moving on.
You’ve heard of a “walled garden”.
But this… this has become a “walled right-wing dumpster”.
GODDAMN, JIMMY!