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I incorporated in Funkytown so disputes would go to their chancery court. The judge is an anthropomorphic hundred dollar bill wearing sunglasses. It was a no-brainer
I incorporated in Funkytown so disputes would go to their chancery court. The judge is an anthropomorphic hundred dollar bill wearing sunglasses. It was a no-brainer
It’s actually just a German superette. Bit of a red herring
It was a thread on a joke I made, so I didn’t wanna seem like I was trying to make folks watch me jerk off by including it
This is what happens when you beat a round of solichair
Jesus Fucking Christ! Someone do something about that toddler!
Oh, so you’re in a real live desert. That’d be way too much work. I bet you have some beautiful natives growing out there. Sucks about the grasses, tho. I have enough trouble with bermuda grass, I can only imagine the problems from something that could be invasive in a desert
Daikon radishes. They grow in about anything and are especially good at clay busting. Grow a bunch then let them die back. Till them in and repeat until you get enough environment for the worms to take over the tilling. You can keep piling on radishes with something like clover and peas to add some nitrogen fixers. This is more a pasture revitalization technique, but if you don’t mind being the weird radish guy for two or three years (depending on local conditions), you could do it on a smaller scale for a lawn
Since we’re in a science-themed shitpost area, I’d just like to take this moment to be both pedantic and gross in reminding folks that llamas and alpacas don’t just spit, they vomit into their mouths before givin’ it that hawk tuah
If I had a kid that asked for Newports, I’d just give em to them. Kinda curious to see where that goes
If it ain’t Chuck Tingle, it ain’t proper smut
Then, unless you’re the owner, you’re getting underpaid
I can think of other reasons
There’s a better life
And you think about it, don’t you?
It’s a rich man’s game
No matter what they call it
And you spend your life
Putting money in his wallet
-9 to 5
Damn. You just don’t think about crabs being an an enemy. Must have hit his weak point for massive damage
An evocative image that truly captures a genuine facet universal to the gem of human experience, for in the gulf between every one of us lies some kind of weird ghost thing fuckin up the steez
Try not to catch any more felony charges on the way through the parking lot!
Between him, This Old Tony, Electroboom, Big Clive, and Cody’s Lab, I’ve learned to fuck up in the most spectacularly well-thought-out ways