

Put’em in a stew?
So, here you are. Aren’t ya. AREN’T YA? Ya, ya are.


Put’em in a stew?


Seems to be working.


“Sure! You’re Jim Pingston, delivery truck driver from Tahoma! What’s up man!”
…but no I haven’t. Except when I talk to my boss sometimes he has to remind me.


Who looks at that and doesn’t want that? The people who own FOX ok gotcha.

You know, this guy ^


They’d do wonders for the ecology!


I always really wanted to release a bunch of Komodo dragons in there, I think they’d thrive. They’d cull the population of… Many animals! Including Floridians. I think that’d be good for us, as humans I mean. Keeps us on our toes. I think we could have a very healthy Komodo dragon population in the Florida swamps before 2050. I bet they adapt super well. They have to! They always do. Good thing, not growing too complacent in ones superpredatorialism. Let’s put the beef where our mouths are, let the dragons prey on the slower ones, cull human population quite organically. It’s really not that far off from what we used to do like 20KYA or so. Back then we had snub nosed bears and let me tell you, they were no girl scout cookies either!
TIL one could bow the wrong side of the bridge. I thought it was a zen koan or something.
Apparently it’s a violin joke.
Oh they’ll get the billionaires. They’ll get aaaaall of us. In time.
Hell yeah tardigrade!!
No nononononono. Can we please not do that here? If you’re not confident the sarcasm lands on its own, then just let it go. Leave the /s on reddit.


Let’s mix these chemicals and see what happens. No funds for lab coats or protective glasses. We got a bottom line to feed.


On second thought, this would be GREAT for my business!


I don’t know, man, at least you’ve had long lasting meaningful relationships. I have had peace, but never got to make a family. I figure, whatever you do in life it evens out more or less in the end. There’s about as much happiness for everyone in a run. Maybe someday I might luck out and meet the woman of my dreams. We’ll get a house, get married, have kids, a family together and a good life. But if that doesn’t pan out, there’s always hookers and cocaine.


No worries. I get it. I mean not really. But kind of. A different kind of, but you know.


Here sit down and take these crayons and draw the first thing that comes to your mind. Anything at all.
Oh. Oh no. Oh god no. Not that. NOT THAT!


Are you sane?
YES!
Are you sure?
YES!
Super sure?
YES!
Sigh ok you’re free to go.
“I HAVE BEEN DECLARED TRIPLE SANE.”


Somewhat confused old statesman.
Convicted felon rapist child predator scam artist narcissistic cuntdick hellbent on dismantling the constitution.
Choose wisely.
Scrollbars?
I disabled those back around 2006 I think.