I’ll bet you wish Lake Ontario was full of Trump’s piss so you could gargle all of it, you craven spineless worms who crawl in filth.
The “farmers” who vote red don’t grow jack shit. They own the farms, but all the actual farm labor is done by Latino migrants.
A nationwide, or even statewide general strike has NEVER HAPPENED in the US. The last citywide general strike in the US was over a century ago. It’s simply not going to happen. It’s like planning on a literal unicorn to purge the fascism out of republicans with its magical horn.
The flip cap, introduced in the 1990s, was a substantial increase in the convenience of dispensing toothpaste without having to unscrew and rescrew the cap.
Nah, they knew we’d notice and planned to gaslight us with the same “Golly gosh-darn, what a funny coinkydink! You must be crazy for thinking we put that in on purpose” that they trot out every time they’re caught sneaking in neo-nazi symbols and imagery, which they never fix.
Yeah, the whole episode just felt gross. Where were the lawsuits? The calling their representatives to ask for laws to be passed? If nothing else, I fully expected it to end with the husband live-streaming himself committing a mass shooting of everyone in the corporate office.
I’m sure they’re hard at working figuring out how to get E. coli contamination into the almond and oat milks, so you don’t miss out…
¡Bueno, si ella quiere ser europea, pues a hablar lenguajes europeos en los Estados Unidos, entonces!
I, for one, would not personally antagonize and betray the soldiers of a country with a proven track record of performing explosive assassinations deep within enemy nations, but I’m not high on Ketamine.
The continental US does not produce any coffee. Hawaii does, but the US’s annual coffee consumption is 282 times (times, not percent) Hawaii’s production.
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Nah, Riefenstahl was an enthusiastic Nazi, but she was far too good at her job to have any place in a Trump administration.
It’s like the Hallmark Channel hired a porn director to film a sci-fi movie: She’s a big city space cadet flying home for Christmas, but she crash-lands on a small-town desert planet where she meets a struggling space mechanic with endless clean white t-shirts, then marries him.
The wife’s reaction is certainly more restrained than an aquarium’s would be if you went in and tried to have sex with the fish.