So M69420 or one of those gangs Trump talks about: A good movie would be about them kidnapping Trump, and President Biden having to negotiate Trump's release. Possibly involving pig fucking like that black mirror episode.
Can Gordon Ramsay, with the help of the Queer Eye guys, get him back on road to the nomination?
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
Coyote v Acme is the name of an Ian Frazier New Yorker piece, true fact. I've been exposed as a former member of the bourgeois.
In my head I hear the opening chords of The Who - The Kids Are All Right
Lovers spat, 3 people left dead. Wife walked in on him while he was with his lover.
I've been saying it every week.
With joyous rapture and exuberant glee, I extend to you this missive, bedecked in the finest hues of elation and draped in the silken threads of serendipity. As the celestial dance of fate unfolds, a tapestry of jubilation is woven, and I find myself compelled to share in the cadence of mirth that now graces your doorstep.
Behold, for in the serendipitous symphony of existence, a melodious chord has resonated, echoing the harmonies of unanticipated delight. The universe, in its cosmic benevolence, has cast upon your path an unexpected bouquet of felicity, a fragrant bloom plucked from the garden of fortuitous happenstance.
In the hallowed chambers of happenstance, where the whims of destiny frolic in a ballet of chance, there emerges a vignette of bliss, an unforeseen sonnet that quickens the pulse and elicits a cascade of laughter from the very depths of the soul.
As the stars themselves align to applaud this marvel, let us together revel in the splendor of this celestial jest, for it is not every day that the cosmos bestows upon us such an enchanting surprise. Like a celestial waltz, we dance in the ethereal glow of this unforeseen delight, our hearts attuned to the celestial rhythm of euphoria.
May the winds of fortune continue to whisper sweet tidings in your ear, and may the symphony of joy play on, resounding through the corridors of time. In this moment, let us savor the nectar of unexpected ecstasy, embracing the beauty of the unforeseen with open arms and grateful hearts.
With jubilant exultation and a cascade of celestial confetti,
Who will Kamala pick for her VP after Biden dies? I'm guessing Roy Cooper.
Carrington Event type Solar flare
Florida gets another hurricane
Riot due to some sort of police provocation