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I wouldn’t hold my breath

Remember isnt the word for it but they will probably have some vague allusion to the depravity and unbridled hubirus of the flesh times.

THE LARGEST MOST COMMONLY WATCHED BEST FUNDED MEDIA OUTLET ISNT MAINSTREAM MEDIA!!1!

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No I would be killed by a subordinate who wouldn’t be.

How do you square the very concept of murder with your statement?

I dearly regret Charlies tragic passing.

When I initially heard the news I was hoping he was in for a half a century of quadriplegia with destroyed vocal cords.

Human history is nothing but a series of people figuring out how to get along with eachother.

I loled.

Looks deeply into the eyes of 226 years of immunology.

“Friends, yes. Just… friends.”

MyOtherHandleIsOnLinux

I just had a compound fracture to my Tibia and fibia so getting up is a bitch. But God. It’s going to be a long hard road to me giving up this urinal bottle.

“Not bad.” He burped, burped again. “Fizzy, though?”

“Because it’s fast acting. It was ditch water an hour ago. We sieved it, brought it up to room temp, dumped in the culture. It’s live, too—add some precursor, it’ll come back. Survives in your urine. Just save some, you want to make more.”

“Communist beer?” Hubert, Etc said. The best bon mot he could scrounge.

He was better when he had time to think.

“Nazdarovya.” She clicked her cup against his and drained it, loosing a bone rattling belch when she finished. She gave her chest a thump and scared out smaller burps, refilled the glass.

“If it comes out in pee,” Hubert, Etc said, “what happens if someone adds the precursor to the sewers? Will it turn to beer?”

She gave him a look of adolescent scorn. “That would be stupid. Once it’s diluted it can’t metabolize precursor. Flush and it’s just pee. The critters die in an hour or two, so a latrine won’t turn into a reservoir of long lived existential threats to the water supply. It’s just beer.” Burp. “Fizzy beer.”

Hubert, Etc sipped. It was really good. Didn’t taste like piss at all. “All beer is rented, right?” he said.

“Most beer is rented. This is free. You know: ‘free as in free beer.’” She drank half the cup, spilling into her beard. It beaded on the crinkly refugee stuff. “You don’t come to a lot of Communist parties.”

Excerpt from “Walkaway” - Cory Doctorow

Jimmy… Intel, has been an embarrassment to this great company. People are saying, folks are, everyone is saying he’s just, the worst. A travesty. Of the highest order. It’s as if he was trying to push the market under. Like a. Well I should, people are saying I should ask him to step down but to them I say I won’t I might suggest it, humbly, in the press. But I won’t ask him to. He will though. We’ve spoken and he told me “Mr. President Mr. president, what can I do?” and I tell him you got a move the supply chain out of Taiwan. But he doesn’t understand that so he won’t.

I can barely enjoy a properly thoughtful gift. A random item I’m responsible for is like 1/1000

It’s a line from Jessie Welles “Certain”

https://youtu.be/ptX2ilHYpCk

YouTube thinks I’ll buy a Rolex LMFAO

Backass preachers out in Oklahoma getting high and stoned on their own aroma.

Just coinage in general. It’s so fucking useless. Like. I can see keeping quarters for infrastructure reasons. But those washing machines will die someday not too far off.

You write a creative series of deeply offensive curse words in small white on white print.

What would you guys even talk about?