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Jeremiah

[Ethel Caincel @sick_of_condos]

be careful if you're in toronto the fucking spider is out again

[maple @MaplePeache]

if you scroll past him I hope you forget something every time u leave the house

[AJ @solidgoldchain]

my parents and i driving to my aunt’s house in separate cars and i went a different route so i could stop at the liquor store and i ran into my dad at the liquor store

[Breadman @BTCBreadMan]

The next time you’re feeling down, remember it's all about perspective. I got a friend who reads 2-3 books a week, works out twice a day, has no financial worries, & has people who want to have sex with him all the time & yet he constantly complains about how much he hates prison

[Penpal @Penpal_P]

chainsmoking cat

[NO CONTEXT HUMANS @HumansNoContext]

I love when people use their free will in a weird way

[Steven Breech @steviebreech]

Happy 4th of July!!!!

[jon drake @DrakeGatsby]

These fireworks are not celebratory. I’m shooting them at God

[gnocchi 🎾 @neoaky]

Dude it’s Wolf Piss it’s lit

[Buddy @EdGeinFan2]

a few rounds into strip poker and it’s becoming increasingly clear I’m wearing a bomb vest

[turbomander @turbomander]

ive been keeping a rat under my wizard hat for years now and i haven’t lost a battle since. every time i get knocked out he takes over and ratatouilles me like im an EVA we’re genuinely unstoppable

[horse dentist @equine__dentist]

don’t invite me to the function unless this is the vibe

[i2cjak @i2cjak]

I was shooting heroin and reading “The Fountainhead” in the front seat of my privately owned police cruiser when a call came in. I put a quarter in the radio to activate it. It was the chief.

“Bad news, detective. We got a situation.”

“What? Is the mayor trying to ban trans fats again?”

“Worse. Somebody just stole four hundred and forty-seven million dollars’ worth of bitcoins.”

The heroin needle practically fell out of my arm. “What kind of monster would do something like that? Bitcoins are the ultimate currency: virtual, anonymous, stateless. They represent true economic freedom, not subject to arbitrary manipulation by any government. Do we have any leads?”

“Not yet. But mark my words: we’re going to figure out who did this and we’re going to take them down … provided someone pays us a fair market rate to do so.”

“Easy, chief,” I said. “Any rate the market offers is, by definition, fair.”

He laughed. “That’s why you’re the best I got, Lisowski. Now you get out there and find those bitcoins.”

“Don’t worry,” I said. “I’m on it.”

I put a quarter in the siren. Ten minutes later, I was on the scene. It was a normal office building, strangled on all sides by public sidewalks. I hopped over them and went inside.

“Home Depot™ Presents the Police!®” I said, flashing my badge and my gun and a small picture of Ron Paul. “Nobody move unless you want to!” They didn’t.

“Now, which one of you punks is going to pay me to investigate this crime?” No one spoke up.

“Come on,” I said. “Don’t you all understand that the protection of private property is the foundation of all personal liberty?”

It didn’t seem like they did.

“Seriously, guys. Without a strong economic motivator, I’m just going to stand here and not solve this case. Cash is fine, but I prefer being paid in gold bullion or autographed Penn Jillette posters.”

Nothing. These people were stonewalling me. It almost seemed like they didn’t care that a fortune in computer money invented to buy drugs was missing.

I figured I could wait them out. I lit several cigarettes indoors. A pregnant lady coughed, and I told her that secondhand smoke is a myth. Just then, a man in glasses made a break for it.

“Subway™ Eat Fresh and Freeze, Scumbag!®” I yelled.

Too late. He was already out the front door. I went after him.

“Stop right there!” I yelled as I ran. He was faster than me because I always try to avoid stepping on public sidewalks. Our country needs a private-sidewalk voucher system, but, thanks to the incestuous interplay between our corrupt federal government and the public-sidewalk lobby, it will never happen.

I was losing him. “Listen, I’ll pay you to stop!” I yelled. “What would you consider an appropriate price point for stopping? I’ll offer you a thirteenth of an ounce of gold and a gently worn ‘Bob Barr ‘08’ extra-large long-sleeved men’s T-shirt!”

He turned. In his hand was a revolver that the Constitution said he had every right to own. He fired at me and missed. I pulled my own gun, put a quarter in it, and fired back. The bullet lodged in a U.S.P.S. mailbox less than a foot from his head. I shot the mailbox again, on purpose.

“All right, all right!” the man yelled, throwing down his weapon. “I give up, cop! I confess: I took the bitcoins.”

“Why’d you do it?” I asked, as I slapped a pair of Oikos™ Greek Yogurt Presents Handcuffs® on the guy.

“Because I was afraid.”

“Afraid?”

“Afraid of an economic future free from the pernicious meddling of central bankers,” he said. “I’m a central banker.”

I wanted to coldcock the guy. Years ago, a central banker killed my partner. Instead, I shook my head.

“Let this be a message to all your central-banker friends out on the street,” I said. “No matter how many bitcoins you steal, you’ll never take away the dream of an open society based on the principles of personal and economic freedom.”

He nodded, because he knew I was right. Then he swiped his credit card to pay me.

[JΛCΣ @Elk_Pilled]

ran into that fucking wizard at the Rural King again. can’t stand that guy.

[Fat Lenny @FatLennyLJS]

White boy summer hasn't been the same since this nuke was dismantled

[FUJIMOTOSAN @fujimoto1954]

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[jean @TW1NKD3STR0YER]

I got a male buddy who told me that every woman who's ever been into him majored in special education and disability studies

[Spoof::() @spoofydude]

theyre doin this to me at work tomorrow https://t.co/gRZmvcCTVH