You leave Gordito out of this!
Jesus Christ!
Duly noted, and I appreciate your not relegating my opinion to snorting self-sourced methane expulsions.
The harder notion for me here is that I have been voting since Bush Sr. / Clinton. This toilet keeps spinning faster as we get closer to the drain.
Until recent years, I believed that voting was exercising my rights and fighting the good fight. Maybe I’m jaded, which I think is fair, but I do think, in light of the circus we’ve watched the the past 8 years, that we’ve entered a new arena where violence ultimately is where this is headed. Someone responded here that I have permission to be something other than sad. Unfortunately, I disagree. When the shots ring out in political rage, we’ve effectively lost our civility.
I will reconsider my decision to not vote, but the bitterness might win out.
You may well be correct on all counts.
A question was asked, and I answered honestly from my perspective.
Ok.
Unfettered capitalism has masterfully created a self-serve corporatocracy that filters money straight to the political parties who, in turn, pose puppet leaders in front of the masses to grant a semblance of choice. No good will come of this “Weekend at Bernie’s” farce of an election. Under current auspices, only more greed, lies, and violence are to follow.
Sorry, disenfranchisement and apoplexy are all that remain.
It’s not nice to kink shame.
No shit.
By the costumes, I’d say Gwar.
Best I can offer is $90 for a single jock strap.
Sometimes I’m in a space to finish, sometimes not. Regardless, I enjoy the experience.
Betty wHGHt?
I’m guessing he needs the money these days.
bruh…
Having spent my early life as a hunter, I can only say that when I was in the woods alone, my imagination would turn to shit like this unprovoked. It took a long time and training to keep my brain from freaking me out.
Meth lab oompa loompa is the best new meme I’ve seen in a long, long while.
We prefer you call him The Great Pumpkin, thank you.
He will come in one of the pre-chosen forms. During the rectification of the Vuldrini, the traveler came as a large and moving Torg! Then, during the third reconciliation of the last of the McKetrick supplicants, they chose a new form for him: that of a giant Slur! Many Shuvs and Zuuls knew what it was to be roasted in the depths of the Slur that day, I can tell you!
Thank you!
I’m a pretty pragmatic at heart, so I feel silly sometimes when realizing that I used fictional characters for inspiration to build myself up. I don’t aspire to be the hero of anything, but do want to be someone that is worthy of respect.
Am doing right?