Sydney Sweeney will flirt with any man who talks to her I have never seen anything like this before

I honestly and truly believe that Donald Trump does this kind of stuff for the sole purpose of irritating Leftists. I’m here for it.

Influx of out-of-state agitators with links to dark money group among Delaney Hall arrests: 'Organized anarchy' trib.al/zFtnjAe

Earmuff it kids… Van dude is having the best day of his life 🤣

There was no negotiating with the Nazis nor the Empire of Japan, there was only hitting them as hard as possible until capitulation. You can’t negotiate with fanatics. You can only destroy them until they unconditionally surrender. Iran is no different.

A trillion dollars could solve virtually every problem. Any problem at all. But instead it’s all just going to Some Guy

You know what’s sad? It took a bunch of appreciative, curious foreign visitors exploring our incredible nation for some Americans to get it. They’ve become our new best friends sharing their newfound excitement.🔥 They’re out here wide-eyed, jaws dropped at the neon glow of Times Square, the soul-shaking majesty of the Grand Canyon blazing orange at sunset, the salty freedom breeze whipping through California redwoods, and the mouthwatering sizzle of a proper Texas BBQ under endless blue skies. And Democrats bitch… They’re snapping pics of NYC skylines piercing the clouds, cheering at Fourth of July fireworks lighting up the heavens like stars on steroids, and vibing to jazz in New Orleans streets and getting tours from sports teams. And Democrats bitch… Shoutout to every tourist who reminded us: America ain’t just a country, it’s a full-on vibe. A chaotic, beautiful, opportunity-packed fireworks show of a place. Wake up, Democrats! Fall back in love with your own backyard. The world already sees the magic — now it’s your turn. ❤️💥 For the rest of you Americans, what’s YOUR favorite slice of this epic nation?

Black dude picks on a white dude on a street, little did he know he was a trained fighter.

Never forget this banger. Oprah: "All these years, I thought I was overeating… Now I understand that if you carry the obesity gene… that is what makes you overeat. You don't overeat and become obese. Obesity causes you to overeat."

In America, a warehouse store. A fully roasted chicken costs five dollars, the raw chicken beside it costs seven, and I stood between them like a man between two truths. Golden. Hot. Seasoned. Spinning in glory under the lights, in a line of its brothers. Four dollars and ninety-nine cents. I checked the raw birds. Seven dollars. Pale. Cold. You must do everything yourself. This is not commerce. Commerce does not move backward. Somewhere in this building, mathematics lies defeated. I asked the man at the counter. "How is the cooked bird cheaper than the raw bird?" "Been five bucks forever. They keep it that way." "But the store loses." "Yep. On purpose." On purpose. I held my receipt with both hands. In my land, a lord who lowered the price of rice in a hard winter was remembered for generations. They built him a small shrine. This store does it every day, with chicken, and tells no one. A woman behind me grew tired of my reverence. "It's just a chicken, sir." It is not just a chicken. It is a wound the merchant takes on purpose, so that anyone, on any day, with five dollars, eats like a lord. The bird is the message. The price is the vow. I will confess: I bought two. I did not need two. The second was not hunger. It was gratitude, and it was delicious. Some prices are not prices. They are promises. I return every week now. I take one bird. I bow toward the deli, briefly, so as not to alarm the staff. They have begun nodding back. The vow holds. The bird turns. Five dollars. Long may it spin.