Por que no los dos?

People aren’t born on Twitter.

And you can usually tell at a glance based on the color of the parties’ skin.

Genociders: Sounds great!

Barring that, something like a Google Voice number would work, too.

It’s a low collateral attack when you see civilians as enemies and want literally all of them dead.

I blued myself.

Ya know, all totally normal behavior. Average American shit. Definitely not weird.

A well loved coworker died of Crutzfeld Jakob disease this year. That shit is terrifying.

He was in his 50s and went from normal, to nonverbal, easily startled, and not recognizing close family, to dead in a span of like 4 months.

Absolutely terrifying.

As a former Arkansan, I’m hurt you didn’t mention Tom Cotton.

Immutable distros definitely feel like the future.

Tim Scott would do so many terrible things to take that spot. Horrible, degrading things.

Alright, alright. This is getting out of hand.

We need to make a list and then do like a reverse Kantian calculus to figure out which ones are doing the most harm and start from the top in descending order.

No.

Any time I post someone on Venmo, I send it privately. Any time someone pays me, it’s always sent publicly.

I’m not a privacy nut, and that doesn’t bother me so much as I just don’t understand why you’d want these transactions being public.

Why does anyone need or want to know that I paid the neighbor kid to more my lawn?

I did the rim to rim hike over 4 days, 3 nights. We hiked in from the North Rim.

I was not in nearly as good of shape as you were, but in probably the best shape of my life.

It was an amazing trip, but the hike out was no fucking joke. And you did it in half the time I did. Hard to imagine.

I distinctly remember seeing runners who would run by with no camping gear, meaning they were presumably doing the entire trail in one day. I don’t understand how that’s possible.

But what if the interview goes well… Then what? We can’t just hire them. Then we’ll be forced to maybe face… Something. Not sure exactly what…

I grew up poor. My chore was dishes, for a family of 5. I was also diagnosed with ADHD but not properly managed. And often I was punished with “wash every dish in the house”.

All that to say I spent a lot of time in the kitchen either hating washing dishes or procrastinating doing the dishes and hating my life because I couldn’t go do something else.

Then in class one day our teacher asked the class what everyone’s least favorite chore was, and one girl in the class said she hated unloading the dishwasher. The absolute gall.

I’ve always been too much of a cheapskate curmudgeon to pay for food delivery and I’ve been increasingly baffled by people who pay hundreds of dollars a month to have cold, soggy fast food delivered at an eye watering premium.

I get laziness, I really do. For me, personally, going to pick up food is the lazy option.

I had one of those at my job. They fired him.