knappdave9.bsky.social
Inebriatus/ Knight Tippler. If you fanboy Elon, we won’t be friends. If you rep Bakunin, or Walt Whitman, we will be. I have a fairly low bar for admission, but it is inflexible.
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Me too. In this political climate. I always said, “I want the apocalypse to happen while I’m still young enough to enjoy it,” but I think I’m past that deadline. I’m like “I’m not really into camping out anymore.” I think we’re fucked.
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Pragmatic.
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B, duh.
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Right? He’s adorable!
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Once you look at the situation through the lens of “Trump is Putin’s useful idiot, and is doing everything he is told to, to throw our nation into chaos,” it all makes perfect sense.
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What Salty said. He’s the king.
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(Excellent choice with the Vivas! They’re my go-tos as well.)
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Wisdom gained with age, right there.
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Oh. No…No, that’s bad.
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I’m at an establishment with a drive-thru? I’m going inside and taking an INCH of napkins. You know what I mean. And my middle-aged face, ass, and clothing is gonna need that whole stack.
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Upon reaching middle age, I’ve discovered it’s best not to ask for whom the ass stanks; eventually, it stanks for thee. Or because of thee, you know what I mean.
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If I know cats, and I’ve known and loved a bunch, they’ll all visit your deathbed yelling “WHERE IS MY FUCKING DINNER? GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP AND FEED ME!”
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It’s providing a needed distraction from my incessant shopping for large quantities of rice, beans, canned goods and gasoline.
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Thanks, Kim.
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I’ve heard!
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Well said. Well bloody said.
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Shit… You’re not wrong. Jessica Finklestein set the tone for nearly the entirety of my romantic life.
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God damn it, Dad!
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Or don’t.
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Yes. Was there a question involved? Wool socks are The Way. I have ten pair of Darn Tough, and you will pry them from my cold, dead toes.
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Hey Boss: chill out, Narc.
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Indeed. Indeed. We need to be all wearing the Red and Black.
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Hell yes!
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“Deliberately weird is pretty obvious,”’ to quote Jawbreaker, circa 1995.
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Right back atcha. Times have been trying, so I’ve been a lil scarce around here.
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Take your time.
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“Brainspotting,” if you will.
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Yeah, I know. You’ve got this, BadAss.
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I have some bad news- I also used to do that. And, uh, I’m not the sanest person you’ve ever met. Good luck in the future. But! I eat my veggies with no urging!
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Holla! Or something.
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Reasonable, really.
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Do whatever you need to do. And kick cancer’s nuts up into its throat while you’re at it.
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Wait, who’s Number 14?