Still one of the best videos ever made. So real 😂 😂 😂

I'm on a nostalgia kick, anyone remember this 80's banger? This show had me fucking HOOKED! THE MYSTERIOUS CITIES OF GOLD 🤩

>Plot centers entirely around fighting extreme government taxation and overreach >The Sheriff of Nottingham literally collects taxes from the church poor box >Friar Tuck gets so fed up with the state disrespecting the Church that he physically throws hands with the Sheriff >Casts the Crusades in a positive light >Male protagonist who risks his life for his people >Unapologetically traditional romance with Maid Marian without any modern subversion >Climax is literally a raid to break political prisoners out of a corrupt jail >Story resolves when the rightful, divinely-appointed monarch returns from the Holy Land to crush the corrupt politicians >Ends with a beautiful church wedding and a happily ever after We need to make Kid's stories based again

Simultaneous thunder and rainbows is completely symbolic of 2026 America

Stateside, a gas station. I drank a frozen blue beverage too quickly, and was struck down by a punishment this entire nation knows, and accepts, and has named. The drink is called a slush. Ice, sweetness, and a blue that does not occur in nature. The day was hot. I was thirsty. I drank like a soldier at a river. The pain arrived in my skull like a war horn. Behind the eyes. Above everything. Total. I gripped the roof of my car. I may have made a sound. "Brain freeze," said the cashier through the door, with no urgency whatsoever. It has a NAME. The affliction is so common it has a household name, like a cousin. "Tongue on the roof of your mouth," called a man at the pumps. He did not look over. He prescribed the remedy mid-pump, casually, the way one mentions weather. I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth. The war horn faded. The healer nodded at his pump, finished, and was gone in a Chevrolet. In my land, punishment follows crime by way of courts and seasons. Here, the sentence is instant. Drink with greed, and the ice strikes the mind directly. No trial. No appeal. Perfectly fair. And here is what moves me. EVERYONE has felt it. The cashier. The healer. Children. Elders. An entire nation united by the same small lightning, all taught the same cure, all passing it on to strangers at gas stations, free of charge. You cannot fully distrust a country once you know it shares one pain. The freeze does not punish thirst. It punishes haste. I finished the slush slowly, like a scholar. Blue tongue. Clear mind. Then at the door I forgot everything, drank deeply, and was struck down again. "Tongue, hon," said the cashier, without looking up. Discipline is a journey.

Anyone have ANY question as to why Biden needed to pardon the J6 committee? Any question AT ALL?!?

USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving. Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free. I stopped the waiter. "We have not earned these." "They just come with the table, man." They come with the TABLE. In my land, hospitality is a debt. Every gift creates an obligation, weighed carefully, returned in the proper season with interest of feeling. Here, the gift arrives before you have even proven you can pay for dinner. This is not an appetizer. This is a declaration: we trust you. Eat. I ate with the gravity the moment deserved. And then — I must report this calmly — the basket emptied, and a new one appeared. "Did we…?" "Refill," the waiter said. "It's bottomless." Bottomless. They have wells of salsa. The supply lines of this nation are beyond anything my ancestors imagined. My friend warned me. "Don't fill up on chips, dude." Too late. I had accepted three baskets. Honor demanded each one be finished — an unfinished gift is an insult. By the time my actual food arrived, I was a ruined man. I was not hungry. I was not comfortable. I had been defeated by a courtesy. Generosity that arrives before the request cannot be repaid. It can only be survived. I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most. Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse. The trust of a nation is in that salsa, and I intend to honor all of it.

I’m convinced that all men need in life to be happy is this Am I wrong?

This is wild

Matt Damon says Miami drug smugglers used to crash planes into the ocean on purpose "Bimini's like the closest, it's 50 miles off the coast of Florida, they would come in with a plane full of drugs and just crash the plane into the water" "they would land it on purpose because there's no runway on Bimini, they would have 10 cigarette boats... like a flotilla of boats waiting" "they'd offload the drugs as the plane was sinking" "the planes are still all submerged... the water's so clear you can see how many fucking planes are out there"

🚨 #BREAKING: Florida just busted an *MASSIVE* INTERNATIONAL child p*rnagraphy ring with over 1M videos involved... including babies. "If you are a child predator, if you are one of these sick people, then I hope you NEVER SEE THE SUN AGAIN." - FLORIDA AG This is sick.

RT @ChicagoContrar1: Chicago year round.

This is Markus Renfro. He shot a pedo in the dick for trying to solicit his underage nieces for sex. Now this is a man I would donate to his defense team. Man Markus shot had a history with underage kids.