I know I am feeding into it by saying this, but fuck this submarine nonsense. Im not going to feel bad for some rich dinguses playing at the bottom of the ocean. Go cover the tragedy of shark fin soup or something that matters.
Had a dream where my landlord stole all my friends. Got a call from shrek saying “get away from the windows” as he launches himself from a cannon into the apt to save the day.
Its insane apps like Accuweather are so accessible. Years ago we’d sacrifice like 90 goats to bring healthy crops. Now its just whip out your glass rectangle and see roughly when youre gonna get some rain.
Recently recalled a memory of partying in a definitely not advertised club in the basement of a ramada inn during early college. A ramada inn. Like what lol.
When are all the articles saying: “Scientists urge this is the final warning on climate change” going to start calling for the president of exxons head on a plate? The articles always read like “lol get fucked bro”. We know we’re fucked, give us something other than more ad space
I wonder if theres a specific word in another language for that feeling when youre drunk at a bar/restuarant and you go to use the bathroom and the music goes from loud to like, muffled. You know what I mean
If you give me glass/plastic containers with food in it, it is your responsibility to ask for it back. Otherwise I assume it is a part of the gift, and my collection grows.
Taco Bell billboard: oh fuck yes take the exit im starving.
“Pro-life” billboard: you know what, this 200 foot tall waste of money has changed my mind, no more rights for women.