
Exchange rotisserie chicken for entire homemade pecan pie, and yeah.
Exchange rotisserie chicken for entire homemade pecan pie, and yeah.
True story. Went to middle school with a girl who had an American mother and a Vietnamese father. His English was passable, but he was far from fluent. He wanted to give his daughter a pretty English word that he liked the sound of: Diarrhea.
Their last name was Ng. Her name would have literally been “Diarrhea-Ing”
Fortunately, her mother put a stop to that and “Stephanie” was forever thankful.
You don’t always have to fuck her hard…
The Ultimate Green Party
Four Corners area. Navajo fry bread, I still dream about it. Also the Smithsonian has a Native American museum with a great cafeteria, all things considered. It was under renovation last time I went. I hope it still good, if not better.
Wet socks
Idea: George Bush’s opponent doing a great dance.
Y’know. For the Al-Gore-rhythm.
Plouton was the god of wealth iirc so maybe him?
I would totally be okay with all of these.
Glorious
Groovy
Tim Minchin’s Lullaby forever plays in my mind
What’s your vector, Victor?
I’d vote for the moose party
First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out—because I was not a socialist.
Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out—because I was not a trade unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.
—Martin Niemöller
“Wants to make it easier to guns”
I think you a word there
I am not personally aware of one, but that would be awesome