How birds actually flirt:
How birds actually flirt:
I understood, I just don’t believe in /s’ when shitposting
Yeah, I got some pizza delivered during yesterday’s snowstorm. Fuck tipping culture, my tip for the driver was to reccomend they get a better job that doesn’t have them driving in a blizzard.
Prolly the one that mentions McLovin
I jive with you, Türkiye!
Lol. Lmao, even.
Jk, my real thoughts is: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Do you put the clown makeup on before or after posting misinformation?
Alright, looking forward to talking about the Super Bowl in the new community 😎
What a fantastic read, I’m sitting here cackling reading it
but first let me say this; you are very mistaken if you think that I don’t know your audience.
Hell, I could’ve been heckled by the parents of some of the very people that come see you now. I grew up in Roswell, Georgia (near the Funny Bone and not far from The Punch Line). The very first time I went on stage was at The Punch Line in Sandy Springs in 1982 when I was 17. I cut my teeth in the south and my first road gigs ever were in Augusta, Charleston, Baton Rouge, and Louisville. I remember them very well, specifically because of the audience. I remember thinking (occasionally, not all the time) “what a bunch of dumb redneck, easily entertained, ignorant motherfuckers. I can’t believe the stupid shit they think is funny.” So, yes, I do know your audience, and they suck.
The UK agrees with you, they’re treating climate protesters like terrorists.
Keeper; Keeper the fuck away from me
Seymour Cox
Two Ohios, this truly is the darkest timeline :(
Michigan sends its regards, they have an snowplow to grind and they just might indulge you maple syrup drinking leaf bastards!
…do I really need the /s?
Some other interesting Lent exceptions include gator, beaver, and muskrat, being considered “fish” theologically speaking.
NateHate and not knowing what you’re talking about, name a more iconic duo XD
I remember starting counter-chants in the student section when redcap shitters would try it at games.
An instant “shut the fuck uh-up” or “watch the damn gay-aym” quieted them down real quick every time.
Quick, someone schedule a White House Press Dinner!
Oops looks like no more movement for the forseeable future until we can get engineers to fill the crater and rebuild the track to spec. If you mess up repairs, the whole train can derail and back to square 1!
Oops looks like you have to go around the crater, that might add a minute to your journey. If it’s really big, you might have to take a ten minute detour until we can slather some gravel and asphalt over the hole.