Renee Good was her name. Not Nicole. Sucks that attention was only given after a white LGBT woman was killed. Still sucks even more that she was killed. I am haunted by the pictures of her glove box. It was filled with stuffed animals for her child.
I figure that God is the universe and it’s laws. An all knowing and all powerful being doesn’t require deliberation to act, would understand all permutations of their action, and isn’t limited in any way physically. A big bang would be one such way that could manifest.
The thumbnail makes it look like he drew his beard on with a permanent marker. The expanded view makes it look like he used a permanent marker as dye…especially the soul patch area.
His highness’s dignity permeated the room. Children gawked, men bowed, and women swooned. A certain radiance seemed to eminate from the feline king. That is, until he spoke: “gweetings my subjects! I am yo lod and wuler! May my beneficence wain down upon you.”
In that instant, the spell was broken. Awe was replaced by a communal urge to chant “pss,pss,pss” and to try to rub the erstwhile monarch.
Their site currently claims to be under construction. Or have they been demolished?!
“So much for the tolerant left.” Seems like a lot of effort in art to make a dad joke. Some context as to what prompted the sentiment might help get the message across more effectively.
If I go to Starbucks and order a medium anything and am “corrected” by the cashier that it’s a “grande” I will stare at the offender until they feel uncomfortable.
If I go to Coldstone Creamery and order a medium anything and they aggressively say “oh, you want a ‘love it’,” I will tell them no, I want a fucking medium. You don’t get to tell me how much I might or might not like it in advance.
Also I hate when Dairy Queen insists that you watch them flip the fucking Blizzard upsidedown. I don’t want your meager marketing trick. I want the bad ice cream with candy in it.
Per the article, these are Florida asssholes in Maryland. Sounds like wannabe slave catchers to me.
I think the term is “parallel investigation” or parallel construction investigation." I don’t doubt that you are correct though.
RFK Jr. has the pestilence thing covered.
I wouldn’t even classify this as an insult. It’s just a clear statement of sovereignty. I’m sure the orange fuckwit will see it otherwise, but his opinion is meaningless.
His soul is dead, but not his body. Here’s a selfie he took recently: https://static1.thegamerimages.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2024/07/godwyn-s-face-in-elden-ring-deathroot.png
My first job was at a theatre. The black jeans they had us buy to work there never lost the smell of popcorn butter. I kept them for a few years thinking they’d lose the smell after enough washings, but no.
I know that coke/popcorn/garbage mix smell, and how stupidly heavy a full trash bag gets when there’s too many full sodas in it.
I don’t eat popcorn often, but I remember we got it for free as employees in a small-sized cup. A few of us would make popcorn “parfaits” that consisted of popcorn, butter, and intentionally too much salt for several layers.
That and the slightly over-syruped coke we’d also get for free worked oddly well together.
I assume that this will ultimately be the cause of a massive heart attack, but the free snack smell-memory outpaces the garbage memory for me.
As a Timberwolves fan, I was rooting for the Pacers out of a combination of pure spite and the foul-farming saw the Thunder engage in. In fairness, the Thunder might just be good at basketball.
If a storm knocks the power out, do flock cameras stop working?