Ain't that the truth!The facebook life movie everybody is sharing.
I don't give a shit about anyone else's movie, but I think it's a pretty cool idea and I enjoyed watching mine.The facebook life movie everybody is sharing.
There are a lot of definitions for cis. I found none that make sense in this context. This is the closest I could find.I'f your a regular, white, heterosexual dude, you know you're in for a shitstorm if you are in the company of people who use the word "cis" in any serious meaning.
prepare to be enlightened you cis scumThere are a lot of definitions for cis. I found none that make sense in this context. This is the closest I could find.
Cis??"trans isomerism - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
So, enlighten me please.
I would have agreed with you a day ago, but then the sister of a friend of mine who died in an avalanche just before Christmas posted the one for her dead bro, and that fucking algorithm managed to crank out an amazingly poignant, heart wrenching video for him. Shit turned me all weepy.The facebook life movie everybody is sharing.
You don't need to dress up like a woman to go into the women's bathroom and harass them.I would gladly dress up as a girl to be able to harass chicks in the bathroom.
she got what she deserved.I would have agreed with you a day ago, but then the sister of a friend of mine who died in an avalanche just before Christmas posted the one for her dead bro, and that fucking algorithm managed to crank out an amazingly poignant, heart wrenching video for him. Shit turned me all weepy.
Like at every grocery store ever. Shopping carts littering the whole damn parking lot because people are too fucking lazy to walk the 20 feet to put their cart in the cart return. Even worse when there is some snow on the ground because nobody can park and places you could park have shopping carts in them...I was at McDonald's yesterday getting a tea and an apple pie and as I was parking I saw this car in the drive thru line roll down its window, throw a plastic cup out onto the ground, and roll back up. It rustled me up something fierce. I walked down the line of cars, spotted the car that did the dumping, and in it are two super fat late teens/early 20 something pie wagons. I eye the passenger the entire way as I walk towards them and they are both staring at me. I pick up the cup that is still right next to their car, walk to the trash can that is 15 feet away, throw it out, and walk back down the line and inside without looking at them again. I make my order and it's slow inside but I eventually see the two of them at the window. They've got a bag of food coming to themandthey ordered mocha iced coffee drinks. They were the personification of everything people hate about fat people and everything the world hates about Americans.
+1 to that. Sometimes when I see some lazy fuck about to leave their cart, I try to make them feel bad. Say real loud "HERE LET ME GET THAT FOR YOU OH NO ITS NO PROBLEM YOU'RE WELCOME" and then start limping and wheezing like I pulled a hammy at the end of a marathon and my pride is making me finish.Like at every grocery store ever. Shopping carts littering the whole damn parking lot because people are too fucking lazy to walk the 20 feet to put their cart in the cart return. Even worse when there is some snow on the ground because nobody can park and places you could park have shopping carts in them...
You should have just posted that on FB!Guy about my age got shot to death a while ago where I grew up. Unsurprisingly, turns out it was a drug deal gone bad when the people he was selling his shit to decided to try to rob him. Anyway, a few of my old acquaintances (i.e. elementary school classmates) have been posting constant shit on Facebook about how great this guy was and how we all miss him. Fuck that. One more piece of shit drug dealer off the street, I'm glad he's dead.
I always get a laugh when some piece of shit gets talked about like he was the greatest guy that ever lived after he dies. Like 10+ years ago some fucker from here in Vegas snapped on a plane, went nuts, they tackled him, and during the scuffle they ended up accidentally breaking his neck. His friends and family went apeshit, he was the greatest, nicest guy, wouldn't hurt a fly, no idea what happened. Found out later from a buddy that went to high school with him that he was a total sociopath. Huge drug addict, would steal anything not bolted down, fight anyone over anything, threaten to kill people over nothing, just all around POS.Guy about my age got shot to death a while ago where I grew up. Unsurprisingly, turns out it was a drug deal gone bad when the people he was selling his shit to decided to try to rob him. Anyway, a few of my old acquaintances (i.e. elementary school classmates) have been posting constant shit on Facebook about how great this guy was and how we all miss him. Fuck that. One more piece of shit drug dealer off the street, I'm glad he's dead.
Oh no, dude, no matter how bad it gets just remember. Ithaca is NOT gorges...Kionix, MEMs producer in Ithaca.
Fedor, you need to check your gender privilege, brah.
You don't even have to live in Ithaca to hate that phrase. There are a couple bridges over the gorges with really nice views. Too bad the streets to get to them are riddled with pot holes and idiotic college students.Oh no, dude, no matter how bad it gets just remember. Ithaca is NOT gorges...
Spent most of my life in Syracuse and Ithaca...don't know about any guitar store in Rochester.If Deathwing is from Ithaca then he may know of the great house of guitars in Rochester.