vertigo soul

Tekken 8 scrub, Marvel Rivals & PF2e enjoyer~ #BBN

[2001 Live @25YearsAgoLive]

Altoids introduces a new brand, Altoids Sours.

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@PlayStationHK

[Garble @Generalkenobi47]

Why is this my new vocal stim this sucks

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So perfect. Look at this dude that sucks at fantasy football! Come! Throw eater balloons at him!

[For Those About to Rock @richdruler]

This dude is in my local parade today because he lost his fantasy football league 🙂

[Lester bangs @st3llab1ue]

I accidentally just said “ain’t no sweat off my dick” to a group of customers

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@MrBeast 122,713

[Mielle 🛸🫧🐠 @seriousparade]

Theyre calling it the greatest $3 thrift store find of all time

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@thebehemoth Castle Crashers 2 when?

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@berdyaboi Oh hey it me

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#arizonagolfwang This thing is so sick!

[AriZona Iced Tea @DrinkAriZona]

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Quote this with #AriZonaGolfWang AND follow @drinkarizona for your chance to win 👀

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@KySportsRadio I volunteer to play the Ryan role if he ever wants to hang it up. No one could ever replace him but I think I could drop a few Mami Swamies on the radio 💙 @ryanlemond

[chad @chasedbywasps]

Foster the people? Imagine dragons? yeah, buddy, any other chores I can help you out with? oh brother

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@hiranoi_nomade

[Khyle. @khyleri]

well shit.

[Raf. @Ill1000Lazy]

お前タンクなん

[State Line Co.™ @StateLineCo]

Hear us out….

[vertigo soul @_vertigo_soul]

@sadreturns Trying to keep it off the grid

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

A hot dog stand in Chicago. I reached for the ketchup.

The man behind the counter said one word. "No."

I froze. I understood. I had nearly broken a sacred law.

His name was Sal. He held a mustard bottle in each hand and had the calm of a man who has turned away kings. He told me the dog already had mustard, relish, onion, tomato, a pickle, peppers, and celery salt. He told me it was "dragged through the garden." He told me ketchup would never touch it.

I bowed. I had been shown the code.

I asked Sal who decreed this law. He shrugged. "That's just how it is here." A law so old its author is forgotten. The strongest kind.

Then a man two stools down asked for ketchup for his child. Sal allowed it. "Eight and under," he said.

So the law holds one mercy. Below eight winters, a child is innocent. At eight, he becomes responsible for his own honor. I found this more beautiful than anything in my own country.

I have not put ketchup on anything since.

Not on eggs. Not on rice. A vow does not check what is on the plate.

I flew home. At a stand in my own city, a boy reached for the red bottle. I caught his wrist. "You are over eight," I said. He did not know what I meant. His mother was upset. I tried to explain the garden. I tried to explain Sal.

I am now asked not to return to that stand.

I have appointed myself guardian of a law from a city I visited once, for a single afternoon.

So tell me, America.

Who forbade the red sauce on the sausage, and in what year?

And if no one remembers, who am I now serving?

[vertigo soul @_vertigo_soul]

@japan_nobunaga Always take care of my bartenders or severs. 20% minimum and more for better service