Yeah, it needs more JPEG.
Yeah, it needs more JPEG.
This is correct. I was just trying to be ironic. Sorry if I baited anyone.
Thanks for being kind to me and assuming the best. As it is, I was doing an ironic shtick in the same vein.
Hmm? I’m not familiar with that term. He just left me this bat with his friends’ signatures on it, and a few religious symbols. It’s pretty stained, but it’s got a lot of sentimental value. He didn’t say much except that he used it to teach Nazis a lesson by beating them…at the game of baseball. Always that pause near the end as grandma gave him a sharp look. She must have not wanted me to hear about his baseball stories.
30%: underpaid
40%: immorally underpaid
50%; criminally underpaid
100%: Les Miserables
“Hey, babe! New Hitler Youth merch just dropped!”
“They’re labeling themselves?”
“Yeah! They got race-supremecy friends and everything!”
“Let me grab my grampa’s bat. He beat so many Nazis with this…at the game of baseball of course.”
“Of course.”
[Beat on the Brat by The Ramones plays in the background]
You okay, Gulf Coast?
Maybe. Further study is definitely needed.
Yeah, as long as it’s bloodborn.
I think vampirism being a bloodborn pathogen is the consensus.
“Do my job for me?”
“No.”
I think you’d have to at least have an open wound and come into contact with fresh blood since it’s a bloodborn pathogen.
Yeah, I think that’s how reservoirs work, but I’m not a public health expert.
It’s important to have a scarier, if less dangerous, boogie man when one endeavors to do terrible things to otherwise rational people.
Because we didn’t know what was going on. Reagan paved the way for Trump, and it goes back even further. This has been several decades in the making. Sorry if I’m preaching to the choir here. Thanks for entertaining my rant.
That’s a really good point. It’s just a super purge.
Yeah, rewarding blind loyalty above competence is not a good long-term strategy.
They wouldn’t directly. They’d have to be bitten by something else that acquires vampirism from them and transfers it to another host, like malaria.
Hank Scorpio : Uh, hi, Homer. What can I do for you?
Homer : Sir, I need to know where I can get some business hammocks.
Hank Scorpio : Hammocks? My goodness, what an idea. Why didn’t I think of that? Hammocks! Homer, there’s four places. There’s the Hammock Hut, that’s on third.
Homer : Uh-huh.
Hank Scorpio : There’s Hammocks-R-Us, that’s on third too. You got Put-Your-Butt-There.
Homer : Mm-Hmm.
Hank Scorpio : That’s on third. Swing Low, Sweet Chariot… Matter of fact, they’re all in the same complex; it’s the hammock complex on third.
Homer : Oh, the hammock district!
Hank Scorpio : That’s right.
No, you’re sincere. We need more of that.