Take that, Ohio fuckers. NOW you wish you were stoned. Hey, Toledo, whatcha doin? Not smoking legal pot? WE HEARD. And we also heard you had "reasons" for not legalizing it. Whatever, you do you, with your "principles." But we aren't even having this conversation right now, Toledo, because you don't even EXIST anymore. Just a little while ago, God deleted your account, sending fireballs of destruction, and dragons from hell, and whatever else He had in His holy arsenal of weapons, because YOU, unfaithful heathen toadfucks, failed to elect His girlfriend, prophetess Opal Covey, as your mayor. Oh Toledo, what hath you wrought?
I love CedarFair, by which I mean I am vastly amused by their internecine and picayune squabbles over control of the board and park. They have been epic the last few years. Fun fact, CedarFair trades on the NYSE under the symbol FUN.
I did admit that he sent gentle reminders to say he was still here, but about a dozen deaths and a bit of property damage in over a thousand years is nothing.
Those wicked ungodly folk in the San Francisco bay area alone have more in a month than we the chosen ones have in five hundred years.
Well, yes. That's because they're stupid enough to live on top of a fault line, where god practices his gentle reminders. It's like moving next to a nuclear testing field and complaining that your skin keeps peeling off.
Yeah. My daughter went to school a couple of years in Cleveland; during a visit, we rode a motorcycle around the south and southeast parts of the state (on the way to some kickass Civil War battlegrounds in other states); was not impressed.
I love CedarFair, by which I mean I am vastly amused by their internecine and picayune squabbles over control of the board and park. They have been epic the last few years. Fun fact, CedarFair trades on the NYSE under the symbol FUN.
For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth. -- Hebrews 12:6
Unlike in pickup games, you don't want to be chosen first by God, or at all.
This statement was released by Covey's office in response to the public vote: "BLOBBER BLOBBER BLOBBER BLOBBERBLOBBER! Gawd iz rebeukin' you!"
their glass collection is impressive.
So... I guess Corporal Klinger and the Mud Hens are no more?
“leeway to the Devil,”
Worst, Rolling Stones, Cover Band, Ever.
Usually means fedora wearinig dude-bro, I think.
Odd how I didn't hear about the Mud Hen's being annihilated.
He's actual royalty, which means he's broke.
*ahemhttps://en.wikipedia.org/wi...
Who is the less than 1% who voted for her? Opal and her hubby?
I did admit that he sent gentle reminders to say he was still here, but about a dozen deaths and a bit of property damage in over a thousand years is nothing.
Those wicked ungodly folk in the San Francisco bay area alone have more in a month than we the chosen ones have in five hundred years.
http://earthquaketrack.com/...
Well, yes. That's because they're stupid enough to live on top of a fault line, where god practices his gentle reminders. It's like moving next to a nuclear testing field and complaining that your skin keeps peeling off.
He needs to come napalm Kentucky and get rid of all the stupid...
Yeah. My daughter went to school a couple of years in Cleveland; during a visit, we rode a motorcycle around the south and southeast parts of the state (on the way to some kickass Civil War battlegrounds in other states); was not impressed.
The Qur'an quotes God as saying that he gave the Jews all those restrictive dietary laws just to teach then a lesson.