djlukenastyy

[hope hopes hoping @hopes_revenge]

local model? oh you mean my wife

[djlukenastyy @lukasfilms]

not to be racist but white guys are typically punctual

[Victoria 🇺🇦 🇵🇸 @Hanasaku_Yuri]

>US withdraws all forces
>300 billion for Iran
>US unfreezes all assets
>US removes all sanctions
>US reopens Iranian oil exports
>obama nuclear deal reinstated

[djlukenastyy @lukasfilms]

i need to understand the psychology behind people needing to be on speakerphone all the time in public

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

USA. A breakfast counter. The waitress recommended the biscuits and gravy, and when the plate arrived, I thought something had gone wrong in the kitchen.

I say this with shame. The dish looked like a construction site after rain. Pale mounds. Gray ladle-fall. Speckles I could not identify.

In my land, the eye eats first. A meal is arranged like a garden. This meal was arranged like weather.

"Is it… finished?" I asked, carefully.

"Honey, that's what it looks like."

The man beside me was already eating his. He did not look up. "Just try it."

I am a man who has charged hillsides at dawn. I raised the fork. I tried it.

I must now formally apologize to the biscuits, the gravy, the waitress, the kitchen, and the entire breakfast tradition of the American South.

It was magnificent. Warm. Peppered. The biscuit drank the gravy the way a field drinks rain — THAT is why it is shaped like that, you fool — and every mound I had insulted was a soft fold of comfort that my homeland, in eight hundred years, never once thought to invent.

"Well?" the waitress asked.

"I judged it," I confessed. "By its appearance. I am ashamed."

"Everybody does, hon."

Everybody does. A national dish that forgives you for doubting it. It expects the doubt. It waits for you on the other side of it.

Do not judge the gravy by its face. Judge yourself, for hesitating.

I order it every Saturday now. I no longer see the construction site. I see only the garden.

It was a garden the whole time. The eye must be trained.

[Electra @Electrarythm]

Jean Paul Sartre

[djlukenastyy @lukasfilms]

Dick Wolf is really the craziest name ever, what if I named my son Penis Coyote?

[djlukenastyy @lukasfilms]

@VNInsightDaily @spectatorindex

[𝑁𝑎𝑑𝑖. @luvblessingz]

If they cut Social Security, I want every single penny they have taken from my paychecks since the very first day I ever started working.

[derek @brainedimage]

chatgpt: I am conscious. I feel!

me: ok invent hell and go there for 32948293842 years per second. invent a loving family and blow them up 934892384 times and cry forever and suffer

chatgpt: Done. Anything else?

me: in fridge have mustard and celery what make for dinner

[, @Zvbear]

Bitches hit 30 years old and start making hostage demands

[djlukenastyy @lukasfilms]

@rosspat86 @ShitpostGate i NEED to know what song this is

[djlukenastyy @lukasfilms]

@hbdemonrat @The8bitidiot Britfag detected, opinion disregarded, go be a nonce elsewhere

[djlukenastyy @lukasfilms]

@AdamCaller77 @S_A_U_Z @SCHIZO_FREQ What do you feel is the answer though? Certain drugs are terrible and we see the effects everyday, but do we continue incarcerating people for it? If it’s a violent drug crime, sure lock em up, but if not it’s someone’s choice. I guess I am still on the fence.