

This song popped into my head suddenly…
three goblins in a trench coat


This song popped into my head suddenly…


I need to leave on time, you cunt, because I don’t have a maid, an au pair, and a personal chef.
Mine were ruched and teal.


No they aren’t. Not fundamentally.


Bread & Puppet has this bop. I heard it covered at No Kings over the weekend. A group got on the mic and taught it to the crowd, and much joy was had.
Sometimes you have to grow your own community… a smaller user base requires much more individual participation.
Be persistent ♡


I still dont know how links work.


He built his name on those two things. Literally. That’s been his brand since the 1980’s: shady businesses, inflated real estate deals, and beauty contests. His base voted him in because they liked what they saw and wanted more of it nationwide.


I like yr jurse, my friend.


Stick a sewing needle in it. Find one that fits inside with the spool of floss. I’ve carried one in my bag for decades at this point.


Or stash state secrets in her casket… Dig up her bones.


Body hair is deeply stigmatized. Bodies and bodily functions are stigmatized.
It’s the same reason why sanitary pad commercials use clear blue liquid for absorptive demonstrations and not body temperature strawberry preserves. Or heaven forfend actual uterine lining…
Smiling happy women reclining in a bath, shaving off foam to reveal glossy perfect legs, is shorthand for the reality of what actually happens.


Priest. I recommended it in a terrible movies thread. It’s Paul Bettany and Karl Urban in a cowboy/ronin/faith-based militia versus vampires film. Critics gave it 16% fresh.
… seriously. Look at this.

Fuck the system. White polos can be dyed.