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Me at 1:30am Me at 6am

Carlton’s does not know how to share a bed. For a small dog he takes up all the space

I love that Europeans are discovering the Golden Trough

That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia That's the night that they hung an innocent man Well, don't trust your soul to no backwoods southern lawyer Because the judge in the town's got bloodstains on his hands

🚨 Right-wing “tradwife” influencer Sarah Stock has officially quit politics after cheating on her husband.

This is a much more impressive accomplishment than becoming a trillionaire

therapy $200/hr 😮‍💨 airvibe $59 😏

Maybe he’s manifesting…

Every time I order a new vinyl and think about my music taste

I'm loving all the videos 😂🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

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.

We need the ghost of Teddy Roosevelt to come back and do some trust busting

Me when I'm home alone making sure I still got it

Average @SEC couple

an entrepreneur

Let them fight.

We have a major escalation….the Scots have discovered American 12% Four Loko tall boy cans 🤣….their’s is 8% with no caffeine