I had cast my favorite harry potter spell, licktorus clitorus, and while I was plucking the notes on that wonderful little harp, her cat crept in. Head back, eyes closed, mouth agape, toes gripping the fabric of the couch, and that's when the cat decided to get her face into her face as far as she could, given the time alloted for an expression of gratitude and ecstacy. She was immediately alarmed by a whisker brushing the sides of her mouth as the kitten's twitchy little nose dove past her teeth. It ruined the experience, but it's funny to mention now.

Further division and in-fighting among leftist communities is a benefit known soley to the capitalist.

That boy is soooooo mmmmmmoist.

A24 and Blumhouse will always get the benefit of the doubt from me, at least for me checking them out. Paying for a theater experience has to be for a movie I'm super hyped for, however.

Oh I disagree. The earth has had the slate nearly wiped clean by deep freezes, choking clouds of dust, acidic rain. Oceans have swelled, mountains both made and unmade, flaming chunks of molten earth have come down like hail in the city of Dis. Nature's primal fury, glassing the earth with her lightning, and continent wide swaths of molten rock, driving the oceans back.

We've already seen that stuff before, it's written in the earth. What we haven't seen is a poisoning event on a global scale. And it wasn't random cosmic chance, either. We did this. Intelligent design.

If the oceans fail, all life will fail. If we've truly hit a point of no return, it will be interesting to see what will come of it all. The most unfortunate part is we won't be able to see how the planet recovers.

I hope nature takes back the world, and is able to make something of it again. We have been proven to be irresponsible stewards and are unworthy of the bounty.

The Holocene Extinction, better known as The Big Six by professionals in that field. May also be annotated as The Plastic Apocalypse.

Crazy, right wing politian, sold out Argentina to privitize. Stocks went up at first, but was soon met with out of control inflation. Now he has to cancel diplomatic trips abroad to deal with the dumpster fire he stoked back home.

Melville opens his epic sea faring tale by stating people are inexplicably drawn to the sea. I think it is due to one of the most painful, drawn out, and reoccuring emotion: regret.

You have more in common with those soldiers than you do with the warpigs pulling the strings that led them to their deaths.

"Hey, let's go eat the rich, soldier!"

-Karlach from my daydreams

True! And what a way to find out you're into pegging.

Right, what if that prostate massage has your legs all shakey?