(Don Draper impersonation)
Imagine...a patient laying down on a bed, waiting on the soothing comfort of a visiting family member. In comes their hard-hat Johnny, who after barging in rips out his own uncle's IV bag and starts sucking the soul out of it. He lets go of the shriveled depleted IV bag as he watches life seep out of his uncle's visage. That, good gentleman, is the tagline,
"Don't do the unthinkable, grab a Drinkable®"
That was one of the biggest tragedies in recorded history. Do you even know what it did to the economy? It was like Black Monday on a 5x multiplier.
The World Trade Center, keyword TRADE. This isn't pokemon shit, this is real-world stocks and dollars. The portfolios were ruined.
The next time you laugh at that, think about the human beings that had their vacation bonuses decimated that day. Think about how the economic blow made countries like China catch up to us. Just think about that.
I thought the move to lemmy was like a linux/server thing (I am not mainframe literate). I read the message saying "you are not logged in, sign up with a Fediverse account" and thought it was a bit about how the feds lurk this site.
I somehow avoided all this lemmy talk up until seven days ago.
I can't. Every fucking night they come and bother me about "posting hog posting hog". I don't even know what that means nowadays. I hide myself under the sheets but that only makes them come closer. "Pig poop balls pig poop balls". LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE. I'm tired of hearing about this pig shit. Every day, my head bumping and pulses about posting hog. I can't think. I can barley breathe. They come to me at my work. Pull me aside. Show me pictures of pigs with oversized balls with shit on top of them. I can't take it no more. My eyes feel unclean. If pork if unclean than so is the ball of pig I tell myself. I rub isopropyl alcohol onto my eyes just to get the filth of hog out, only then I feel clean.
They mock me. Tell me "oink oink" "post hog oink oink". Every fucking day I almost die from drowning in the hog.
After all we gave them, why? We give a them the pizza. We give a them the Super Mario. We give a them the pepperoni. We give a them the baked ziti. We give a them the pasta. We give a them the meatball sub. We give a them the meatball. We give a them the Goodfellas. We give a them the Luigi's Mansion. We give a them the Da Vinci. We give a them the Wario Land. We give a them the Wario Ware. We give a them the unlimited breadsticks. We give a them the Psycho Waluigi. We give a them the stuffed crust. We give a them the Godfather 1 AND the 2. We give a them cannoli. We give a them garlic knots. We give a them Sopranos on the HBO. We give a them John Travolta's Gotti. We give a them the risotto. We give a them the pizza part from Chuck E. Cheese. We give a them everything and yet they pay us back with racist hand gestures. Mama mia.
Apperently, this cop, Justin Dodge, shot and killed a man during a drug bust. After the man dropped his gun and put his hands over his head, Justin proceeded to shoot him multiple times, killing him.
Looks like Mr. Dodge should do a better job at dodging
Another crakkka down
He is evil and communist, not something to awooga over. Che directly killed thousands of people, indirectly, millions, maybe even trillions.
Learn before you lust smh
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