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11 months agoThis was the whole premise of Happy Gilmore. He became a pro golfer to save his grandma’s house
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2·11 months agoSome people choose to see the ugliness in this world, the disarray. I choose to see the beauty
I just double tap the back of my Pixel to turn the flashlight on/off
It’s intentional and critical for the GOP to keep plugging along
Don’t threaten me with a good time
It is a little weird though. Hot or not, gluing stuff to yourself is odd. It doesn’t affect me in the slightest so do what you like but, if we’re sharing, my thought in general is that it’s weird
Pareidolia: the tendency to interpret a vague stimulus as something known to the observer, such as interpreting marks on Mars as canals, seeing shapes in clouds, or hearing hidden messages in reversed music.
Bring a time machine with you and teach ancient Egyptians how to use it
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Bawitdaba, da bang, da dang diggy diggy diggy, said the boogie, said up jump the boogie
A can of Pringles is one serving
30·1 year agoThey could easily combine to create an organization called DAFT
Enjoys the outdoors
Child Free
Has a dog
Atheist/Agnostic
It would be awesome to have a life sized version of the 3 legged pizza table on a pizza area rug
Any offense from the clerk is certainly either frustration or a negotiating tactic. Negotiating is their business, if they’re getting offended by low-ball offers they need to find a new line of work
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Born down in a dead man’s town The first kick I took was when I hit the ground End up like a dog that’s been beat too much 'Til you spend half your life just to cover it up, now
Born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A., now
Got in a little hometown jam So they put a rifle in my hands Send me off to a foreign land To go and kill the yellow man
Born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A.
Come back home to the refinery Hiring man said, “Son, if it was up to me” Went down to see my V.A. man He said, “Son, don’t you understand, now?”
I had a brother at Khe Sanh Fighting off all the Viet Cong They’re still there, he’s all gone He had a woman he loved in Saigon I got a picture of him in her arms, now
Down in the shadow of the penitentiary Out by the gas fires of the refinery I’m ten years burning down the road Nowhere to run, ain’t got nowhere to go
Born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A., now Born in the U.S.A. I’m a long gone daddy in the U.S.A., now
Born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. I’m a cool rocking daddy in the U.S.A., now