It's a lyric from the song Jeremy by Pearl Jam.
I remember, long ago, going to breakfast with a group of people that partied HARD the night before and laughing that "we're paying for last night" as we ate and laughed only to go do it again that night.
Now I drink two whiskeys and need 3 business days, four Xanax's and a metric ton of Pedialyte to even raise my head from the pillow in bed. I'm in my late 30s. It's usually better - for me at least - not to drink at all. Mileage definitely varies.
But, SatansMaggotyCumFart, I figured you to be a fierce advocate of organized religion especially of the WASP variety.
I'm over here in my wife's Hyundai smoking weed, having unprotected sex and drinking hard liquor. I can't wait for my targeted ads. Served to me on my prison issued JPay translucent tablet. Thank god for technology.
The most snowy of the snowflakes: Republicans.
Tiff Shuttlesworth sounds like a name from Happy Gilmore. I still love Shooter McGavin but damn, Tiff takes the proverbial cake here.
Pray tell, what is there not to like here? I'm befuddled.
Idk if you meant it as hyperbole... But yes, yes, he is sick enough to try that. And a sliver of even bigger morons would/will vote for him.
Duplicati. It just works. Paired with Backblaze (not free) it's been our default home backup for a long time.
Don't judge me... I never use exclamation points unless the context is absolutely fitting. Aka, %1 of my email and text, if not less, uses it. It's like I've saved it for it's original meaning. My wife isn't a fan of this.
Plus, it's one of the few jobs that will disqualify you for being too smart.