Give that good boy an extra long belly rub from his fans on Lemmy.
Give that good boy an extra long belly rub from his fans on Lemmy.
Dad took me and my brother to see Predator in the theater. Would have been about 10 and my brother 8. While I applaud him wanting to share something he was excited about with his children I am sure there were better options.
I’m convinced anyone who claims they’re undecided is just being polite to the pollster instead of telling them “none of your business”. Or “undecided” is some statistical construct based on the last 70 years of data. Or, someone who hasn’t been paying attention and doesn’t want to admit to their own apathy.
The idea that someone has thoroughly weighed the offerings and is still waiting for more information to make a decision is utter fucking nonsense.
This is amazing.
“butter sauce” makes me uncomfortable.
I would argue at that level going over time is a part of the skill set. People watching these debates care less about what you say and more about how you say it. Dominating the conversation is better than superior policy and they know it.
Or, they should.
Ne’er shall I find poetry as eloquent in sentiment and imagination on this hallowed Internet. Good night.