Baraon

Cosplayer, photographer, traveler. I retweet and never post 🇺🇸🇲🇽🇵🇱

[one dozen rats at a keyboard @PanasonicDX4500]

If I'm reading this right, America is giving Iran $300 billion dollars, unfreezing billions more, ending all sanctions, acknowledging Iranian hegemony over the Hormuz, and in exchange we got to kill an 86 year old man, make gas more expensive, and blow up an elementary school.

[emily @fembanyama]

Defending wemby online isnt enough. I need a gun

[Nightsky @Morningbird_Asa]

For Chainsawman fans
Tomato Devil and Yoru draw 0-0 at a battle against each other.

[Maylee @lMaylee_]

Yukiko Amagi~🌸
天城雪子

#P4R

[f0olin @f0olin3344]

Streamer IShowSpeed just jumped over George Russell at the World Cup 🤯📷

[Tino @TinoCLeclerc]

Toto Wolff después de apagarle el motor a Antonelli (se confundió de botón)

[Rock Solid @ShitpostRock2]

This is the Mercedes that won this years 24 hours of Fuji

[olivia 🐥 @technorodrigo]

HELLO???;&!_!

[Hater Report @HaterReport]

The 2 most hated people in San Antonio…

The woman who k*lled Selena and De’Aaron Fox

[Miles @mtvsthewrld_]

Son they lost all 4 games the exact same way

[hymn duncan @hymnduncan]

How it feels knowing I don’t have to watch the Spurs blow any more double digit leads

[blue🪉 @kahimiffy]

it ain't over till it's over LET'S PLAY WEMBASKETBALL

[Lindsay Romero @wolfprincesz___]

It’s going to be amazing watching the spurs win 3 games in a row. Spurs in 7.

[Koa Loves U 2 ♡ @kourtofangels]

SPURS FINALS BASKETBALL

NOW OR NEVER

[someswaggt @someswaggt]

Fuck it Spurs in 7 pussy

[/r/spurs @redditspurs]

American Airlines just earned a supporter for life

[Raymond Rodriguez, MBA @raymondrdz10]

The San Antonio Spurs will win a basketball game tonight.

Fuck ICE.

Free Palestine.

donald trump is a pedophile.

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving.

Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free.

I stopped the waiter. "We have not earned these."

"They just come with the table, man."

They come with the TABLE. In my land, hospitality is a debt. Every gift creates an obligation, weighed carefully, returned in the proper season with interest of feeling. Here, the gift arrives before you have even proven you can pay for dinner.

This is not an appetizer. This is a declaration: we trust you. Eat.

I ate with the gravity the moment deserved. And then — I must report this calmly — the basket emptied, and a new one appeared.

"Did we…?"

"Refill," the waiter said. "It's bottomless."

Bottomless. They have wells of salsa. The supply lines of this nation are beyond anything my ancestors imagined.

My friend warned me. "Don't fill up on chips, dude."

Too late. I had accepted three baskets. Honor demanded each one be finished — an unfinished gift is an insult. By the time my actual food arrived, I was a ruined man.

I was not hungry. I was not comfortable. I had been defeated by a courtesy.

Generosity that arrives before the request cannot be repaid. It can only be survived.

I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most.

Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse. The trust of a nation is in that salsa, and I intend to honor all of it.