Better hope there are no color blind MAGA.
Better hope there are no color blind MAGA.
This man is our King and none shall challenge him!


An FU-se you say?


In the second photo The lady in bed seems almost thrilled he has a wife.


Software needs hardware Linux dose nothing but make it easier for them.
Which is exactly something trump would say not getting the implication is worse.
⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛ Donald Trump⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛
⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛ did ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛
⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛nt⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛blow Bill Clinton, better than Monica ⬛⬛⬛


So what? It’s just super smash Brothers?
And you take one guys opinion as fact, you know publishers deliberately put in factual errors to prevent copyright right?

Obviously it is not, you just spend to much time online, did you know anyone can edit Wikipedia?


I mean, it could be… except you hear a strange, deep laugh. “HAHA…” Something not human, yet it speaks in a language you do not understand. A cold, sharp spike runs up your spine as you slowly turn your head, praying to your newly found God that it is the mailman. That glimmer of hope is just enough to lift you high so it can— SLAM! A branch hits the window. Something… or someone… is in those trees. You squint, trying to see, but the black, soulless night swallows all light. Trembling, you must know what that pitch-black sound was, that inhuman noise. You grab your candle and head for the door, but as you reach for the handle, an overwhelming knowledge of evil lurking just beyond triggers every survival instinct in your body. And just then, in a deep voice coming from behind you, you hear it: “Babushka…” Your heart skips a beat. Who is in my house? A haunting gust of wind violently throws your own hair in your face, but you are stone—incapable of moving. You shriek with a silent whimper, knowing a demon will soon consume your soul. You slowly turn around, finally taking your first breath in what feels like hours, and… Nothing. He’s hiding. But where? The man you heard must be seven or eight feet tall. What dark magic conjured this spirit? Is this why the house was so cheap? “He… hello?” you muster the courage to sheepishly mutter. “I know you’re here. I heard you.” You grab the poker next to the fireplace and walk around the corner, ready to attack. Nothing. Was I just imagining it? Gulp. I must be. This whole thing is insane. “BABUSHKA.” You drop the poker out of sheer cowardice. “P-please don’t hurt me…” But you get no response. This is but a game to him, and you are his plaything—an animal being hunted. Instinct kicks in, and you dart toward the door. You run and run and run with all your might. If he catches you, you are dead. Run. Run. SLAM against the door—your own haste keeping you from opening it. Suddenly, you see out the door window, into the trees: a thousand black, unearthly dots moving, bringing the forest to life. You can’t go out there. You can’t stay here. Only one thing to do. You throw your candle at the chair. It ignites in a brilliant flame, spreading quickly to the drapes and up the walls. You scream, “Now we all die!” As you see a crow fly through the chimney to escape the smoke that is currently engulfing your only escape route, you collapse on the floor and embrace your fate.
What was the word he was about to say?
Had to beat up an old handicap Lady to get it, the handicap sticker was a bonus.
Only the truly literate are dickheads round these parts that’s why they call me Ishmael.
I also chose This guys mom but unfortunately the line is so long I am only able to achieve access on a bimonthly basis and that is with the fast pass and handicap line skip.
I think the cyclist still dies and the car-ist is just disabled for life.


That’s the problem, I can’t define success, what good is a happy nation that can’t defend itself, what good is a well defended nation if everyone hates it?
Is it really good for the people that make up a country to sacrifice security for luxury or is it just a temporary distraction to get votes?
Everyone is right, everyone is always right and that is why we must kill to make our vote count because everyone has to kill to make there vote count, that democracy in action!