Vyvanse gives you superhuman stamina and immunity to boredom but in return you lose the ability to love

lmao

Los Angeles golfers are under fire for hitting golfballs into buildings, traffic and neighborhoods. The group has over 45,000 followers on Instagram and are infuriating residents with their stunts. A poster on the Los Angeles Reddit forum says they tried reaching out to LAPD and META about the group but didn't get a response back.

Hello Mr. Hunter Biden, You're getting six-digit likes on every post lately. I don't have any hope to ratio you or whatever through traditional "Hello" means. But for those uninitiated, those who are captivated by your fake-humble persona obviously PR-engineered to capture unsuspecting disaffected Republicans: You are not some humility, witty guy turning over a new leaf. You are the ultimate proof of nepotism, everything that the so-called "Epstein Class" is supposed to represent. Let me explain - off the top of my head. You were a board member of USGLC. U.S. Global Leadership Coalition. The most powerful NGO that nobody's ever heard of. Last year, I documented in several threads, how Liz Schrayer, USGLC lead, took credit for ramming through a 90 billion dollar bill for Ukraine in 2024, even as @mattvanswol demonstrated that Western North Carolina got zero help in the aftermath of Hurricane Helene because FEMA threw up their hands and said they ran out of funds. USGLC, arguably, is the most powerful NGO that nobody has ever heard of. It includes a bunch of corporations, a bunch of nonprofit leads, and ... for some magical reason, I documented, extensively, linked, that Liz Schrayer started pursuing you in 2012. During the Obama years, when you were Biden's son. Are you a former Secretary of State? No. Are you a CEO of a Fortune 500 company? No. That puts you below the average USGLC board member, by a good tier. So what DID get you on USGLC? The only reason: that you were the son of a sitting Vice President known for corruption, and you yourself were known for corruption. You are not "folksy." You are the worst of the worst of the elite. Most of the elite, at least, get their credentials through Georgetown/George Washington/Harvard Kennedy. You got yours purely on nepotism. Any photographs you have of yourself at motels is proof that you are so incompetent that you waste all your money, not that you come from humble beginnings. Because others like @MarcoPolo501c3 have thoroughly documented that you benefited a great deal from your nepotism. You even tried to bait those in with saying you prefer to keep immigration "legal" - but we all know the trap that keeps illegal immgrants here: outlaw deportations, and make every immigrant case "asylum", and magically, everyone who might've been here illegally a few years ago is legal. You may get 175K likes on your semi-subverting, PR-designed photographs. But those of us who know, know you're fake. x.com/DataRepublican/status/…

I don't know why any of you haters are surprised I'm the one actually engaging here. You're the ones who've obsessively pored over the 10,000 photos, the 30,000 text messages, and the 128,000 emails from my hacked iCloud and stolen devices. If I am anything, I am prolific. You know what you won't find? Any of the most heinous, hateful things you keep posting about me. What you'll find from me here is the same thing you found there. Total transparency. Finally on my terms. Not yours.

Women are more attractive than men. If you are a man and don’t think this then you are almost certainly gay like @Asmongold and @NickJFuentes. There is nothing wrong with this besides the fact that these two are homophobes.

I finally made it to WAFFLE HOUSE. The staff are always friendly, and when I asked if they would sell me a menu, they sold me one for $5. Next time, I’ll be back at 3 a.m. for fight time. #WAFFLEHOUSE

All men are secretly attracted to giant women They are afraid to admit it, but it is universally true You’ll be out at Walmart buying some cheese Suddenly you hear heavy footsteps and a huge shadow is cast over the entire aisle BAM BAM BAM You look up There she is Maybe 6'6, but with HUGE bones. 8 or 9 inch wrists and a skull that is embarrassingly at least twice your own skull volume You know for sure she is an actual woman No stubble. Nothing that stands out as obviously male. Nothing that lets your brain escape into an easy explanation Just a giant woman Giant bones Giant skull And when you see her, you can’t help but stare It makes no sense How was this created? What did her parents look like? You look her up and down for signs that she is not what she appears to be, but there are no signs After 10 scans up and down her curves, you are forced to acknowledge internally that this is actually a biological female A biological female able to kill you with her bare hands in less than a minute, whenever she wants Able to grasp and break your 7 inch wrists like small twigs whenever she wants Able to headbutt you into permanent unconsciousness with sheer skull weight and density It’s like another species At least, that’s what you tell yourself You perform a rationalization in your mind that allows you to judge what is in front of you, and therefore avoid the raw reality that this giant human mammal is your superior in every single way You’ve been staring at her for 30 seconds and you jolt yourself back to reality In your mind plays the word: “How…” “How…” “How is that possible?” Your mind generates no answer in response You keep picking up the same packet of cheese and loading your basket again and again until you have 10x as much as you came for You are not functioning correctly What’s so confusing is that somewhere within you, there’s also an ancient, primal knowing It’s confusing and you don’t want to look at it, but it’s there Despite the fact that this giant woman can kill you, you also know that she could bear you enormous warrior sons capable of conquering new lands You know that she alone could kill both you and 10 other men of equal stature, and you’re not small There’s fear, yes But also an uncomfortable sense of physical attraction This is how all men feel around giant women They are just afraid to write posts like this Afraid to fully bare their souls and be honest about what stirs their loins So I will write it I will write how all men feel We are simultaneously afraid and attracted We want to hide, yet we want the giant woman to have our sons as soon as possible We want to approach her and do whatever it takes to make her fall in love and protect us from everything bad in the world But we are quivering with fear that she might backhand our face with her giant bear mitts and kill us before she realizes how loved and wanted she is It’s exhilarating It’s embarrassing It’s confusing But it’s also what it means to be a man. To impregnate something so fearsome and be granted your reward in giant sons This is how all men feel around a giant woman But few of us have sufficient courage to go further We just stay at the side of the aisle and make ourselves small and pretend we didn’t see Then we drive home, ashamed of our lack of agency in the face of something worth having The possibility of giant sons to carry on our legacy If she killed us as we sheepishly avoided her gaze, it wouldn’t even feel wrong It would feel right to be exterminated by a superior being BAM BAM BAM Her footsteps move away to the next aisle We gulp with relief The shop continues 20 minutes later, you are near the checkout and suddenly everything goes dark You can’t see anything You look for the obstruction of the light Another giant skull But not the same woman A new one This time, we tell ourselves This time, I will finally say hello to her and make her my giant wife