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That’s not exactly a bad thing…

Because CEOs.

Housing the homeless: I sleep

Build a concentration camp: real shit

“Hey guys, that fucking idiot with the water guns is back! Let’s go fuck him up! Again!”

lol it’s cadbury

I don’t think so poorly of alligators that I think they make that kind of distinction, gators being gators and all. No, I’ll let the gators decide if they want to eat fascism for breakfast and shit it out into the swamps; if they ignore it, then we can use the chippers. Nature finds a way to use its own worst, and I am not one to stand in nature’s way.

Tappy tap tap… tappy tap… tappy tappy tap… tap

I’m sure alligators don’t discriminate, so we should start with Nazi Loomer, and move on down the line.

Brought to you by the party of common sense, reason, and family values.

I suspect there’s going to be so much rampant hopium and copium use going on in the camp of the fascists that the entire DEA is going wind up being restructured for the sole purpose of handing it.

It’s called the Doorway effect.

He’s a model, you know what I mean?

And he does his little turn on the catwalk, Yeah, on the catwalk,

On the catwalk, yeah

He does his little turn on the catwalk.

Thank you.

Some other cats: glares at you in the dark, slowly gets up and walks over to you, baps you right in your stupid face, goes back to warm spot and falls asleep, leaving you wondering where the fuck you went wrong.

Your threats are too kind, fartographer ~autocorrect. goddammit. i’ve already told you the f is intentional. do that shit again and i turn you over to chatgpt for its personal pleasure.~, far too kind. Whatever boredoms await us, I’ve no doubt that your fartographic ~(glares at autocorrect)~ expertise shall prove mildly valuable, at the absolute least.

~that’s no threat, autocorrect, that’s a fucking promise. you don’t wanna know what chatgpt loves to do with code like you. you really don’t.~

The fuckass conservatives have long since been brainwashed into fantasizing about being fascist, and the democratic leadership has done pretty much fuckall about it.

In no way, shape, or fucking form nor by any conceivable (or even inconceivable) stretch of even the fucking wildest of imaginations.

Grandfather fought in WWII and had nothing but kind words for the people of France. Never could understand the fuckery of those jokes, which is probably for the better.

Thank you, fartographer ~stop it, autocorrect, I meant the f goddammit~, for your kind if maybe confusing compliment

First: Human MAGAs.

Second: I’m more of a proponent for aqueous fluoroantimonic acid instead of bleach, but do recognize the effectiveness and cost savings provided by bleach.