I was jogging between Queens and Brooklyn a few years back. Two assholes, shirtless and with shaved heads, didn’t move out of the way and took up the full width of the bridge. Only when I got within a few feet did I see that at least one had tattoos all over, including a swatzika over his heart. I felt sick. Both my grandparents fought overseas in World War 2 and now here we are, with idiots in our own country emboldened by the GOP and Trump.

Ok…. Not sure anyone really cares.

What is with theeth births not kithing?

“I get mine right down the street from an artisan place where my husband Geoffrey is best friends with the owners Geoffrey. So divine. “

“You see, first thing we did was teach it about the Bible and its teachings. Of course none of that Roman Catholic shit.”

On top of carrots for the pilots, on December 22, 1940, the British Ministry of Agriculture released a statement urging the populace to eat carrots. “If we included a sufficient quantity of carrots in our diet,” the statement read, “we should overcome the fairly prevalent malady of blackout blindness.”

But the government had another motivation in pushing carrots: Great Britain faced food shortages due to wartime rationing, and carrots were plentiful and cheap. This led government agencies to tout them as having eye-strengthening powers as part of widespread campaigns aimed at getting the British public to eat carrots

I was in Rome and other parts of Italy last year for that heat wave… it was rough. Many places didn’t or don’t have air conditioning, just fans. There also was a drought that didn’t help, rivers were extremely low. Not good.

GONDOR CALLS FOR AID

I can’t wait to wear my Apple Vision Pro while puking my brains out.

Oh man I had an HP laptop back in the day with a discrete NVIDIA graphics card. I could fry an egg on that thing.

Jeez, good thing I don’t have to write that as an address for my friends in Santa Fe!

That’s some Final Destination shit there