I slightly chipped my fingernail polish.
Xmas is fucking RUINED.
I slightly chipped my fingernail polish.
Xmas is fucking RUINED.
Rajat Khare? The rapist Rajat Khare?!?
You go girl!
I call mine: “ ULULULARGARGARETROPPPIILOOHPLORARAGAROMFAMHEROMFARTEMICRAMYRTRYIMJAMPRETAMVAVFREAVXIMOLEAGRAMPTY”
Well. I would. But I don’t actually have one.
What the fuck do you care cunt?
Makes me want to go watch it. Racist idiots gonna be racist idiots.
I have no idea what any of your jibberjabber means but it sound suspiciously like an excuse to try to get someone to kiss you under the forced premise of a holiday tradition.
Gulajh Gulajhah Gwanghwamun by the Human Centipedes.
Slappin’ tune.
Please explain.
I’ve complained to Spotify about his podcast being featured and the guy on the other end of the chat said that I was not the first person to raise it as a problem and more people should complai so JP could get kicked off.
So…. Go chat to Spotify and complain about that shithead. Flag his content as hate-filled bigotry.
There was a curious video game I played for a week straight in the early 90’s before my copy got stolen at a party.
It was called Scrongjhul and featured a fish with legs who had extra big knees with spikes. It was sort of a platform game but then part mystery story and part choose-your-own-adventure.
I think you had to get to the top of a mountain for something special. If you did it enough times and collected codes the game would generate then you could send off for some special prize.
I have a 5000 yo former prince of some whacky kingdom I can’t pronounce. His head is partly caved-in but he’s generally cheerful despite his gruesome cause of death. He lives (haunts?) in the sink but comes out to scare the dog and MIL. Classic white robe type deal but older than the usual ghosts I encounter.
By hiding his face with his hands and insisting that “no one can see me” ?
There’s a short musical documentary about men who live to drink matcha.
Here is an internet link to this educational film called ‘Matcha Matcha Man’
The world isn’t really the same as when you could bunk off mysteriously with a suitcase full of Ill-gotten loot. For one thing, that suitcase better be HUGE and magical so that only you can get into it. Also the interwebs reaches everywhere. Ain’t no place to hide.
And what about Russian / Chinese goons?
I started drinking lots of alcohol. It didn’t really help in the long run.
It’s like liquid therapy.
Then you lose your family and job.
It’s great!