

The real shitpost was the friends we made along the way 😌
Smash mouth genie
Built like a linebacker
The real shitpost was the friends we made along the way 😌
Ahahahahahahaha I saw that one
OCCIDENTAL HAPLOGROUP B4 IS DONE GIVING ORDERS AROUND HERE. THE INFLUENCE OF THE “HAM SANDWICH RACE” IS WANING."
OFFSHOOTS OF THE SEMENESE PEOPLE INVENTED DISCO WHILE HAVING SEX UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF COCAINE. IT IS A SHAME UPON MY RACE - BUT WHAT IS DONE IS DONE
Dude the devil doesn’t need an advocate and you’re making everyone here uncomfortable by being so damn obtuse, and to what end? Does this give you dopamine or something because there are far better ways to get that.
Fucked up beliefs that are rooted in fear of losing what little they have. The class war affects them as much as us, and the more people who realize it, the more well equipped for revolution they’ll be
That war has been raging for centuries
And this is why I will never stop saying: it was never a culture war; it was always a class war.
Great ending:
I was tired of my lady
We’d been together too long
Like a worn out recording
Of a favorite song
So while she lay there sleepin’
I read the paper in bed
And in the personal columns
There was this letter I read
If you like piña coladas
And gettin’ caught in the rain
If you’re not into yoga
If you have half a brain
If you like makin’ love at midnight
In the dunes on the cape
Then I’m the love that you’ve looked for
Write to me and escape
I didn’t think about my lady
I know that sounds kinda mean
But me and my old lady
Had fallen into the same old dull routine
So I wrote to the paper
Took out a personal ad
And though I’m nobody’s poet
I thought it wasn’t half bad
Yes, I like piña coladas
And gettin’ caught in the rain
I’m not much into health food
I am into champagne
I’ve got to meet you by tomorrow noon
And cut through all this red tape
At a bar called O’Malley’s
Where we’ll plan our escape
So I waited with high hopes
And she walked in the place
I knew her smile in an instant
I knew the curve of her face
It was my own lovely lady
And she said, “Oh, it’s you”
Then we laughed for a moment
And I said, “I never knew”
“That you like piña coladas
And gettin’ caught in the rain
And the feel of the ocean
And the taste of champagne
If you like making love at midnight
In the dunes on the cape
You’re the lady I’ve looked for
Come with me and escape”
If you like piña coladas
And gettin’ caught in the rain
If you’re not into yoga
If you have half a brain
If you like making love at midnight
In the dunes on the cape
I’m the love that you’ve looked for
Write to me and escape
Yes, I like piña coladas
And gettin’ caught in the rain
I’m not much into health food
I am into champagne
I’ve got to meet you by tomorrow noon
And cut through all this red tape
At a bar called O’Malley’s
I feel like it’d have to be a lot like Vietnam, with vets communicating 1 on 1 with soldiers, convincing them not to side with the government (trump has marginalized vets, after all). A military coup would be the best case scenario here. You convert his military, you remove his power.
Spring’s got me SPRUNG
You’re not wrong 👀
Something must be in the water because everyone is fuckin horny this week
Neither does lemmy?
The feminist movement in the 50s/60s started with Tupperware parties because women could finally talk to one another outside their homes.
Nothing is too small of a beginning.
Only if u call us mommy
Gotta find a denser concentration of goth chicks
IT’S TRUE WE LOVE THESE ONES
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