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They do list an age range of 4 to 99 so he’s well within normal limits.
They do list an age range of 4 to 99 so he’s well within normal limits.
I’d lean toward Ravache as VP since these are republicans we’re talking about. Could set up some references to Palin that way too.
Not sure how to work it in yet but Ravache sounds a bit like “la vache” which is French for “the cow”. I’m sure there’s comedy to be milked from that but it could be a load of bull.
I’d watch a comedy movie (possibly also sequels) about a Santos/Ravache presidential campaign. Might just be “Mrs. Doubtfire Does D.C.” but if the ridiculousness of this whole Santos thing was toned down enough to be believable, it could be entertaining.
Would have been nice if they’d stopped conducting research on it before 2019. Close the barn door after the horse has bolted much?
It’s an avocato.
They’re out there but it’s been hard to document their existence since they blend in so well with their environment. This natural camouflage is a double-edged sword, however: they may be able to avoid getting eaten by predators but it also makes reproduction particularly challenging since they have a hard time finding one another to do it like the Discovery channel.
Even when a potential breeding pair are able to meet up, their coupling is far from guaranteed due to the abundance of other green orifices in their usual habitats. Grass-covered mole tunnels, mossy logs with holes in them and bee nests in leafy trees have all been accidental natural fleshlights for these poor creatures. Like they say, it’s not easy being green.
“Let’s” = “let us”, “lets” = “allows”. The apostrophe shows where the words are joined and should not be used to warn readers that an “s” is coming next.
Same as it ever was.
The good news is that Earth will have the last laugh. These people will grow old and die in a fraction of a geologic blink. They’ll be tossed down a hole or incinerated and then finally serve a purpose as their component elements are recycled. If any monument to their memory is erected, the rain will patiently grind it to dust until it too is fully consumed. That’s assuming their grave stone (or similar marker of the fading stain they’ve left behind) isn’t knocked down prematurely by unruly future passersby.
That’s pretty rude to all the troglodytes who passed by that spot, thought some version of “That’s a cool rock formation!” and went about their troglodytey day without knocking it over.
At least when somebody dies from heat stroke, they’re not living in Florida anymore. There are worse outcomes.
So I guess now we need our own vigilantes to keep those other vigilantes in check. Should have purged the remnants of the Confederacy back in 1865, no amnesty for traitors.
A little surprised but I know we don’t have a monopoly on dipshittery here in the land of pickup trucks with pink rubber scrotums flapping in the wind. Just seems that way sometimes.
They’ve got a tiny scrap of power and by god, they intend to use it! More enjoyable than going to therapy for the abuse they suffered as children.
Some girl reported me (a boy) for apparently having a mascara. Our teacher then searched my bag, as if it was a grenade.
Which of the former(?) Confederate states did this happen in? Sounds like a grenade might have been okay with them if you’d had one, they’re manly enough.
Sounds like you did the right thing. Advocates for anti-truth don’t deserve to be treated nicely.
I hope he’s able to make the trip and the experience inspires him to follow in his idol’s goose-steps. Just that last bit though, make it a speedrun.
At least he performed one single heroic act in those final moments: he killed Adolf Hitler.
India and places like that could have benefitted from a one child policy.
Those “benefits” come at the cost of a whole lot of dead baby girls though. Does that sound like a good trade to you?
This thread and comment bring to mind Isaac Asimov’s short story The Last Question.