Yeah, no doubt. I'm usually on the side that calls the lottery a tax on the stupid, but the pot is retarded enough to justify putting in a dollar. My luck is Al Bundian enough to where I'll win and the Mayan apocalypse will be legit.
I'm making a marionette out of bones from the Thanksgiving turkey, which I cleaned by sticking into the top of a fire-ant hill.
I'm kind of starting to see why most people think I'm batshit insane.
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"You've gotta' look to the future. The future is anarchy. I'm talking about lawlessness, I'm talking about the Lebanons of the future. I'm talking about the breakdown of the whole system. The military defending people against people. You won't get your appropriations waving that flag, there's no glory in that kind of warfare!"
sometimes when i open my bin of roaches, dermestid beetles fly out. i don't know how they got in there, but i like to imagine that there will eventually be a breeding population and we end up with enough dermestid beetles to remove flesh from all bones. YESSSSSS.
So I was experimenting with icing to find something that would drip well over one of those chocolate bundt cakes with the ring in the center, and holy hell did I ever come up with this incredible mixture. It's perfect. It's like molten fudge. And I can't remember what proportions I used in the recipe
I want to blow off my leg so I can have a peg-leg.
I don't like shoes anyway.
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"You've gotta' look to the future. The future is anarchy. I'm talking about lawlessness, I'm talking about the Lebanons of the future. I'm talking about the breakdown of the whole system. The military defending people against people. You won't get your appropriations waving that flag, there's no glory in that kind of warfare!"
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