Instead of voting, I shouted “I choose you, Pikachu!” into the sky today and the outcome was exactly the same as everyone voting for a third party:
- Absolutely nothing happened as the result of my actions, and
- Nothing I did impacted the election results in any way
It was just a joke, idiots. You see he set it up as if he was taking about the literal garbage patch in the ocean, but then he reveals that he was ACTUALLY taking about the people he figuratively considers garbage. Don’t you fucking get it?
I haven’t really watched wrestling at all in about 20 years, but when I was super into it, Mick was my favorite. With so many of these guys I used to watch and respect turning out to be complete shit, it’s nice to see a good one being a good one.
Back in the day Mick Foley was my wresting guy and now he’s entered the chat for Kamala Harris with a message to America and Donald Trump….very worthwhile 4 minutes here🔥
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
the rules were you guys
weren’t going
to fact check
Yes, I’m very sure that Maggie Smith is spending her first moments of the afterlife not in loving reconciliation with generations of her closest friends and family preceding her, but running lines with that actor she worked with once for two days thirty years ago.
I’m not sure that “the moderators were cheating because they occasionally corrected my candidate’s repeated blood libel” is the winning persuasive messaging you think it is.
This is the most New York thing ever…
Normal Person: Want to try this thing?
New Yorker: *glances at it for half a second, doesn’t try it*
New Yorker: That’s fucking garbage. New York does it better.
On our most recent trip, my kids had some of their best times at The Boneyard and Tom Sawyer’s Island. They’re not necessarily irreplaceable, but children need opportunities for play and exploration in between standing in long lines and sitting at long meals for full days on end.