I order my masks from Korea and I tell my mother-in-law to write 'underwear' on the customs package. I don't trust anyone in this country handling my shit.
"We've got to take care of the beautiful, beautiful children here at Donalt Trump Middle School where...what? What? You say that's not the name of?...ok folks, listen, you know it, I know it, these kids today are just so so weak and low energy..."
Just who were the ASSHOLES who released this information about the plane's cargoes? They, whoever they are, didn't think the Feds would pull their shit of confiscating the cargo? FUCK THE FEDS AND FUCK trump.
It must be a special kind of hell, to be Barron Trump. He’s going’s to need a witness protection deal and plastic surgery to have any life of his own once he can leave.
There is one note in the game This War Of Mine that always breaks my heart. When you are out looting and trading at night and you go to the shelld ruin of the hospital to trade your last medication for fuel and food, you can read a note giving a casualty report of the last bombing of the hospital. It ends with "It looks like the children's ward was hit the hardest." And then you look back to read the casualties per department.
Trump's endgame is to force the governors to play nice and give him all the praise and attention he craves. He wants the power over life and death so he can abuse it. He wants to hand them out like throwing paper towel into a desperate crowd.
Hay, you guyzes, remember all those gun blowing cranks who wanted to stockpile bazookas or whatever so that they could rise up against a "tyrannical government"?We've had concentration camps for at least two years, and now we have a government deliberately withholding medical care (which is technically genocide).Now's their big chance!!
...Unless of course, "tyrannical" just meant "the black guy", or something.
Where’s our Colonel Hogan to make a fool of the Nazis and foil their plans?
I order my masks from Korea and I tell my mother-in-law to write 'underwear' on the customs package. I don't trust anyone in this country handling my shit.
Toot sweet.
"We've got to take care of the beautiful, beautiful children here at Donalt Trump Middle School where...what? What? You say that's not the name of?...ok folks, listen, you know it, I know it, these kids today are just so so weak and low energy..."
Just who were the ASSHOLES who released this information about the plane's cargoes? They, whoever they are, didn't think the Feds would pull their shit of confiscating the cargo? FUCK THE FEDS AND FUCK trump.
It must be a special kind of hell, to be Barron Trump. He’s going’s to need a witness protection deal and plastic surgery to have any life of his own once he can leave.
Never a smiting around when it’s needed.
The Colonies are the inside of a blender the size of a building. They use it to produce soylent green.
Once he stopped laughing ,which could take a while.
There is one note in the game This War Of Mine that always breaks my heart. When you are out looting and trading at night and you go to the shelld ruin of the hospital to trade your last medication for fuel and food, you can read a note giving a casualty report of the last bombing of the hospital. It ends with "It looks like the children's ward was hit the hardest." And then you look back to read the casualties per department.
Circular reasoning only proves that circular reasoning exists. Gasp! Are you saying god is circular reasoning?
Trump's endgame is to force the governors to play nice and give him all the praise and attention he craves. He wants the power over life and death so he can abuse it. He wants to hand them out like throwing paper towel into a desperate crowd.
Hay, you guyzes, remember all those gun blowing cranks who wanted to stockpile bazookas or whatever so that they could rise up against a "tyrannical government"?We've had concentration camps for at least two years, and now we have a government deliberately withholding medical care (which is technically genocide).Now's their big chance!!
...Unless of course, "tyrannical" just meant "the black guy", or something.
"no, it's YOUR responsibility to prove there is a god. YOU are creating the premise, YOU need to defend it."
"I have an IOU in my pocket for a million dollars, signed by you. Prove I don't or pay up."
"Ashokan Farewell" plays in background.
I'm always astonished that this is from 1980, and not the actual 1800s.