Nope and I really wish nobody had still.
Nope and I really wish nobody had still.
Well one Stamets just shares content so not the author of the meme and second weird one off intrusive thoughts like these are pretty common. Now that being said if one begins dwelling and considering it rather than having the usual 'WTF brain" reaction we usually have then yes help maybe needed.
The Tremlin but it’ll be in tacky brass/gold font.
Can we add a fog machine this time?
Well since he didn’t win office what else was he going to do?
That’s it I’m cutting any and all bootstraps I see. Menacingly approaches old riding boots
What an absolute piece of shit. Even if people haven’t died yet from their injuries, and I hope they don’t with perhaps exception to the instigator, the toll this will take on them for the rest of their lives might well if killed some of them anyways.
Now they get to live with both the physical and mental trauma of this because he had an issue on a fucking raise.
When I was younger I liked it a bit, now not so much. I’ve changed a lot with everything that’s happened over the last 14 years.
Welp got a feeling I’ve got a doozy of an unpopular opinion, but that’s why we’re here. I don’t like any of Tarantino’s films. I find all the characters unlikeable or insufferable. I also fell asleep in the theater watching Kill Bill 2.
Well the phrase hair sausage is going on the list of fucking awful now.
The shoes I get and I’ll wear jeans excessively long without a wash but damn dude change the underwear.
Isn’t his name Nero? Also I feel like he was meant to be an accessibility gateway for new comers.
And incredibly petty.
Well I’m sure he’s just a front and that someone owns him so it makes sense in a way.
That was the weird Atari/Infrogames time period right?
Or maybe they need to actually be trained and educated on things pertaining to their job by a corporation too busy sucking the very life from their bodies.
C’mon can’t leave X-COM out.
He smiles like a horse.
Looks like a fruit salad I’d make in Project Zomboid.