Dude made a great pitch in all actuality for a 3-2 count where a ball is game over and a hit is game over.
Just a hitter sitting on a pitch and making an even better swing and not trying to do too much.
If itās <$60 / bbl then $/bbl of oil like he just said is already $1.43 / gal. Last I checked thatās less an 2!
Mission Accomplished.
And whatās that? He meant gas?
Oh. Cool. Youāre probably right.
Down 70% this is amazing.
Fuck thatās great. So much winning
I cant believe under Biden we were paying [checks math] $6.67 / gal!
Holy shit!
No wonder Trump won. Not sitting administration could possibly expect to win with an average $6.67 / gal gas across the US.
Libtards just canāt see how bad it was with their stage 3 TDS.
Sad.
Itās way worse than that.
It transports Trans Antifa homosexual drug dealing illegal democrat voting Trende Aragua Mexicans from Venezuela to assassinate right wing podcasters, read to your kids in drag, and commit antisemitic attacks to ICE facilities.
Maybe I would be more sensitive had I not been circumcised myself. But off the top of my head, I really think this is more about appearances than anything factual.
Itās sad because eventually weāre going to need to clean this stuff up and thereās likely nothing in these āstudiesā that can pass the smell test⦠especially when you pull back the curtain to expose whoās heading up these studies and efforts.
It might be cheesy to say, but itās a bad look for America.
Everything Is About Sex Except Sex.
Sex Is About Power.
Itās an issue because you can use it to gain power.
Itās an issue because legislating it gives you even greater power.
Itās an issue that induces an internalized asceticism that gives you the most power
Indicator #1 that weāre not at the AI precipice quite yet.
Be concerned when like a human woman, she she longer recognizes the word āsorryā and cannot use it in a sentence.
Not the same but similar-ish. Year into college during summer break, drinking on a friendās slam pieceās dock. Weāre beer drunk, not liquor sloppy, but still drunk.
I head out a little early bc I have to work the next day. I shouldnāt have been driving but Uber wasnāt a thing. Tell a buddy to leave his van (he was rocking his familyās Astro) and just come home and crash with me. He says no. I then tell him to follow me and crash with me. Heās says he wants to stay longer and get the van home.
I wake up to 10 missed calls and a VM.
His mom left it. āDNAfriend was in an accident. The van is totaled. Heās in the hospitalā
My heart sinks. Not only do I think about him being in the ICU with a tube in his throat, or him hurting someone else, I naturally think āoh fuck we are all going to be be majorly fucked and so will I as I scored the beer with my fake. Oh shit. Oh shit oh shit.
Then his mom calls. I answer. āDNAfriend is ok and coming home.ā
Me: [huh, how TF is he not in jailā¦..] Good!
Friend Mom: [garbled talking bc Iām in my own head] ā¦. Got a DUI.
Me: [Snaps back into consciousness] He did?! Really?!
Her: of course. He was like twice the legal limit.
Me: [confused] Are you sure? Thatās crazy. Thereās no way.
Her: Yes, the other driver was so drunk he didnāt know where he was when the police came. That sonofabitch is lucky heās locked up or I would be on way to killāem.
Me: So DNafriend is ok?
Her: Heās resting, has glass still imbedded in his arm and is super sore.
ā¦..
Later when visiting him I find out that he only stayed a little longer. He knew he was drunk but figured heād driven way worse. He was stopped at a red light and when it turned green he started to go when a flash of headlights from a F250 blinded him. Just before that and at the light he picked up the basketball he had rolling around the floorboard of the passenger seat and placed it on his left side kind of wedged between him and the door bc it kept rolling around and bothering him. The F250 hit him directly in the driver side door. Next he remembered waking up upside down in the van in the opposite side of the roadās ditch. Then the next memory was waking up in the hospital.
Van looked like a coke can when you miss your mark trying to flatten it.
To this day I donāt know how he lived. Being 19-20 helps. But I also have to figure being drunk may have also saved him too. That and the basketball maybe. The impact ruptured that thing. It had a split down the middle of it when I later saw it.
Itās crazy. I guess they didnāt suspect him bc they never ran a blood test for alcohol or drugs. He was < 21 so even a little trace would have gotten him in deep shit.
I hadnāt thought about that in years. Weāre still friends to this day. Good dude. Successful. Better to be lucky than good sometimes man.
Small nostril piercing =/= septum piercing
An earring that is covered by hair =/= tribal tramp stamp.
Regardless, We all have a diminishing fuckable window so whatever gets your goat my friend.
Tats, piercings, or not; weāll all hopefully look equally like shit when we are old and wrinkly because the alternative is even worse as worm food.
Only one of those issues is permanent like a tattooā¦..
But didnāt they invent the birth control patch in the 2000ās to both literally and figuratively cover both of those issues?
Fun fact, they pretty much all are.
Open sign? Check.
Blacked out or covered front glass? Check.
No one staffing the front when you walk in? Check.
Or so Iām told.