Tired of playing supertuxcart.

Pendejo Time.

Jake, a recovering cokehead, trauma dumps about his time as a drug addicted fuck up and his dead father while his friend Thomas grunts out his fever fantasies about talking animals while googling different types of dicks.

Scratches the same itch as cumtown.

Slayers, the anime. I thought emulating Zelgadis and acting all quiet and mysterious would make me look cool and get me a lot of friends.

It didn't ;_;

I'm currently reading it. I can see why so many people just leave it in the bookshelf.

It's not a bad book, but God damn does it feel like running a marathon.

Comrade Ronald McDonald is about to save my fat ass from WW3

Hornynym: :3

Exactly. You want hard ciders? Just get some fruit juice and pour vodka in it.

You want wine? Get some grape juice and pour vodka in it.

You want beer? Just dissolve some stale bread in vodka. It has less sugar. Healthier for you.

drinking anything other than vodka

How can you call yourself a true communist?

I call myself an atheist simply because I don't believe that any current religious institution has the correct answer.

I've had mystical experiences and my own reasoning tells me that there is far more to the world than we are able to experience or even imagine.

But none of it corresponds to any religions I know of. The closest is maybe Buddhism, but I don't think it's the right choice for me.

And I'm not even sure if there are any Buddhist organisations out here in the norwegian countryside.

Guess I'll just have to go through my existential crisis on my own.

I read tarot cards and I'm considering doing it professionally so I can rip off the gullible petty bourgeoisie.

Yes, Sarah. All the planets in our solar system has aligned just to give you a promotion. Now give me 20 bucks.