I ain’t reading all that. I’m happy for u tho. Or sorry that happened.
That’s a real verbose way to tell me you’re mad.
Their intellectuall equivalent counts, too.
K.
I don’t take advice from people who need to be home before the street lights turn on.
Aspiring to more? Motherfucker, how do expect to do that waxing poetic about ruts and calling everyone who doesn’t buy your im14andthisisdeep rhetoric cattle? Young adult, indeed.
Here’s a hint: a stack of certifications is going is going to do you more good than some ego-trip pipe dream about single-handedly bucking the system. Save that Crimethinc reality-dodging bullshit for the rest of the trustsfarian lifestylists.
BTW, I’m a libertarian socialist and a member of the DSA and IWW. Ancaps can kiss my dick.
Yeah, they come with a spatula and a mop.
Tell me you’re divorced from the reality of a late-stage capitalist society without telling me, bro.
Hexbear isn’t worth the dog shit I scraped off my shoe this morning.
I shit on ICE and everything it stands for.
All my homies shit on ICE, too.
Lol, people are still using SJW as a snarl world in 2025?
Hitler and Himmler believed in “World Ice Theory” which was put forth by some German crackpot who stated the base matter of all reality was ice.
Everyone here isn’t a smug dick who thinks they’re a fucking comedian, trying to one-up you, or splitting hairs over pedantic bullshit like it proves something.
I had Cessna crash land on a duplex down the road from me. All involved died except the cat that belonged to the poor bastard in the apartment.
Calling it “jokes” and shitposting is the chickenshit’s ratfuck way of saying inflammatory things while attempting to avoid natural consequences. If you want to be an asshole to strangers on the Internet then at least have a spine about it.
I can go to a conservative community and say liberals have horns and get the same result. It proves nothing.
Bullshit.
Yeah, it’s totally unreasonable to get tired of hearing the same shitty comments and warmed over “jokes” every day.
I don’t know what - if anything- comes after. But I do like the Buddhist analogy of death being like a wave falling back into the sea. The wave is gone but the matter and energy that constituted it survives and are eventually repurposed for the formation of another wave. Or a bird, or a tree, or some other part of the natural world.
Pimento olives. The parsley of shit mid-20th century American “food”.