No, nothing ever happens, actually. Nobody ever does anything interesting or worth talking about. Hosting exchange kids has, predictably, been one of the most boring experiences of my life, along with everything else.
No, nothing ever happens, actually. Nobody ever does anything interesting or worth talking about. Hosting exchange kids has, predictably, been one of the most boring experiences of my life, along with everything else.
Nah, he found a smooth reflective mask and a huge red robe, then we took a toy sickle and rubber mallet and spray painted them with gold paint.
I hosted a Russian exchange student who really liked joking about that stuff. He went as the ghost of communism for Halloween
I can’t imagine a governor, let alone a governor of a state as populous as Florida, inserting himself into fucking school board elections. Ron, don’t you have anything better to be doing, like, at all? Really? This is the best way to serve the public in your post as governor? What a nincompoop.
This is really cool, but it would have been cooler if they’d named their scouting missions Hugin and Mugin, since they’re Odin’s ravens that scour the earth for secrets to give to Odin.
I fuck with this energy, let’s get it done!
I don’t know if I can; it’s not, well, in my lane as a bicycle/pedestrian committee member. I still show up and advocate for lane narrowing and traffic calming at the city council meetings.
Edit: disregard. I thought you meant lanes, you clearly mean sweepers
I’m trying to secure wholly separate bike lanes, or at least flexi-posts, anything but a sharrow or a line of paint. Tbh, I dunno how that’ll work with a street sweeper.
Day 30 of being fucking bewildered that I, a non-voting member of my city’s bicycle commission, have stricter ethical laws binding me than those for judges and politicians.
I really like this one. I particularly appreciate how the artist has made the road and grass look wet. It reminds me of a summer evening after an afternoon rain.
STOP PULLING MYSTERIOUSLY WELL PRESERVED WEAPONS OUT OF TOMBS
HAVEN’T THESE PEOPLE EVER READ A BOOK FOR FUCKS SAKES
STOP FUCKING AROUND. STILL WANT TO FIND OUT, FOR A LAUGH? THERE’S ALREADY A WAY TO DO THAT, IT’S CALLED WAKING UP IN THE 20s.
THOUSANDS OF CURSED SWORDS REMOVED FROM GRAVES TO DATE AND NOT ONE USE FOUND FOR THE HORRORS THEY UNLEASHED
“Yes, hello, there’s surely a reasonable, non-magic explanation for how this sword is as spotless as the day everyone buried it under a giant boulder with its wielder in an unmarked hole. It’s completely fine for swords to whisper about things forgotten and not yet known.” -STATEMENTS DREAMED UP BY THE UTTERLY DERANGED
Holy crow. Really understated and underrated article. Thanks for sharing!
I don’t think so. Chat is just gen Zalpha for “you guys” in my experience.
I feel like you might be out of the loop here. I want to help. “Chat, [statement or rhetorical question]” has become a meme slang, like millennials calling dogs anything but dogs (pupper, good boi, heckin floof, etc). It comes from Twitch, AFAICT, where streamers use this unironically (and ironically) to interact with their chat.
Beautiful stroadside shopping
We should go to global UTC. One time all the time.
Yep, that’s me. You could probably find a few more good examples of me stepping in shit on Hexbear, that’s hardly the first.
America in one picture