All the children are declared dead OFF of Wonka company grounds
Just like nobody shits in there. It's technically true but there's a ghastly forest of tubes to make the dream a reality.
Yeah, sure, you can believe the story because it's true. No children die and nobody takes a shit in Wonkaland.
They cover up births, too
The loompettes
Constantly pregnant
They need new oompas. Continuously. By design. They burn through them. Lose them in machinery.
That candy factory is a charnel house.
Sometimes the oompas thrust their hands or heads into the molten sugarflows.
It is quick. It is painless. It's too fast to stop them. And they're not stopping the fountains.
So that's in there. In the molasses. It's in everything.
Since the factory is so self sufficient, waste is so thoroughly accounted for, really, the only hope the oompas have for any kind of transcendent escape must be through a non-material means. They cannot dig their way out.
So they suffuse the candy with their blood, flesh, souls.
Wonka doesn't know this, but his oompas are leaking out. They're putting themselves into the candy and escaping the factory as ghosts. They infuse themselves into the dreams of the children that eat this candy. They appear as strange notions, questions, unquenchable compulsions or commands.
The children are building things. They are saying things that are strange. They act as though they are in another time, another place. Their motions are not their own.
The oompas are leaking out. They're in the candy. They're in the water. There's no getting rid of them. This is our life now.
Just found out Anne Heche was working on a documentary about human trafficking when her car wreck happened.
Also learned that the week before this her partner in the documentary was killed in a car crash too.
The funny thing about this joke is that they got the math right... but not the banking.
Banks generally compound monthly for accounts and not yearly. The latter is just the default assumption. Thus, it really should have been closer to $5.4 billion instead of $4.3.
The writers knew the math, just not the business.
🇨🇳 Este chico chino fue al pueblo de su abuela a pasar unos días.
Al ver que aún no se había casado, la abuela empezó a acosarlo con un baile repitiendo -Jiéhūn- 结婚 (cásate) y movientos ondulantes.
Un día, llamó incluso a sus amigas para meterle más presión.
Por cada KUKA DE MIERDA llorando y quejándose por la captura y arresto de Maduro hay diez mil venezolanos eufóricos celebrando el fin de 25 años de decadencia, dictadura y socialismo.
Muchos de los que festejaban ayer en el Obelisco deben estar pensando que en 1 o 2 años van a poder volver a su Patria, a ver a sus familias, a los barrios donde crecieron y vivieron gran parte de su vida.
this aligns with spiritual concepts as well.
between ages 28 and 35, it’s believed that you finally step into real adulthood. not just physically, but mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. this is when your sense of self (your I, your ego) becomes stable. it’s the phase where your personality, purpose, boundaries, and confidence fully click into place.
astrologically, they say you technically don’t step into your sun sign (your ego) until early 30s. also, your Saturn return (that is meant to mature you) happens late 20s/early 30s.
Our Congress is a JOKE...
We have a woman in the House who stole 5M from FEMA.
We have a one eyed dude who has "drinking episodes" in Mexico.
We have a dude who begged Jeffrey Epstein for money after his conviction.
We have a lady who was texting with Epstein during a Congressional hearing.
We have a dude in Congress pretending to be a women.
We have a jihadist lady who married her brother.
We have a dude who was banging a Chinese spy.
We have an old alcoholic hag who is insider trading.
We have a heavy set lady punching ICE agents.
We have a dude who made up Russian lies.
We have a dude who drinks margaritas with gang members.
We have staffers ass fcking in the Senate chamber room.
All paid for by the American taxpayer.