Method Man called it: "Knicks in 5"

NEW YORK CITY YOU LISTEN TO ME! IF YOU’RE NEAR SOME TRASH RIGHT NOW, ANY TYPE OF 24-HOUR TRASH, GO DISPOSE OF THE TRASH RIGHT NOW AND PUT YOUR HAND INSIDE THE OFFICIAL NYC BIN! YOUR TRASH IS OUR TRASH AS OF RIGHT NOW. CONGRATS KNICKS 💙🧡💙🧡💙🧡💙🧡💙🧡💙🧡

Parade. Thursday. Manhattan.

i’m New York raised iced and praised my .99 price still alive KNICKS IN FIVE

Genuinely this dude's entire fortune has been built on losing money, but convincing people over and over again that you have some crazy feature or product that's coming soon, but never actually does, and that eventually you will totally make money. Toyota made $25B in profit last year, almost 7x what Tesla made, and has a market cap less than 1/4 of Tesla. If Tesla had a market cap based on profit, it would be worth $40B, nearly 1/35th it's current value, and Musk's shares would be worth around $8B instead of nearly $300B. His entire fortune is fake.

Old boy made sure to get a nice tight close up of the elephant's ass. Truly the best and brightest.

Every time Elon Musk claims to be a self-made trillionaire, remember this: He would be worth $0 without at least $38 billion in corporate welfare from U.S taxpayers & a workforce he can exploit. Yes. Elon loves corporate socialism for himself, rugged individualism for the rest.

Honestly, I think most people are at the apathy stage. People are exhausted and just don’t have anymore energy to do anything else.

To everyone so eager to cancel someone for a tattoo they got at age 22, a drunk text, a selfie they took in the middle of a mental health crisis: Show us your laptop. Show us your iCloud. Open your entire digital life to your worst enemy. No context. No filter. No explanation. You won’t. You won’t because you know what I know. Any one of us, frozen at our worst moment, photographed in our lowest hour, looks like a monster. Looks like a stranger. Looks like someone who deserves to be cast out. That is not who we are. My mom and baby sister were killed in a car accident when I was just a kid. Cancer took my brother Beau, my best friend and my rock. I battled alcoholism. I battled addiction. I chose the coward’s way out more times than I can count. For years I believed the defining chapters of my life were written by tragedy, loss, and shame. I no longer believe that. Pain can shape us. Loss can humble us. Failures can leave scars that never fully fade. But none of them have the authority to define us. And it sure as hell ain’t the critic that counts. That authority belongs to us alone-the person in the arena. Every setback presents a choice. Play the victim, or cut the bullshit and take ownership for who we become next. Life does not determine our character. It reveals it. Again and again we are asked the same question. When shit happens, what next? We are not defined by what happened to us. We are not defined by the worst photo, the worst text, the worst tattoo, the worst night. We are defined by the person we choose to become. And by the courage to choose that person, every single day. So before you reach for the gavel - show us your laptop. You won’t. The whole world saw mine. And I am still here. Still becoming. Still choosing. Still standing. That is the only definition that matters.

Nothing screams Slayer’s ‘Raining Blood’ more than the Steel Drums! Metal Magarita anyone!?

“If the narcs think I’m gonna stop baking brownies for my kids with AIDS, they can go fuck themselves in Macy’s window!” Mary Jane Rathbun (1922-1999) raised in Minneapolis became known as "Brownie Mary" in San Francisco and is the Godmother of the medical marijuana movement.

GAME FOUR

KNICKS DIDN'T HEAR NO BELL

There’s only one answer…it’s gotta be "Protect Ya Neck"

Animaris Rex is an 18-metre-long walking 'beach animal' propelled by the wind, created by Theo Jansen as a fusion of art and engineering.

you're telling me a gar licked this bread?

Is there a version with subtitles? I can't understand what the nepobaby failchild is saying.

Yep, I'm boycotting @HomeDepot and @Lowes because of the Flock cameras. A couple of my family members are now too. True Value and Harbor Freight haven't went dystopian yet.

The epic bigatures of the 70's and 80's continue to be a source of inspiration to me.

I don't expect any of you to give a shit, but I would like to share something with all of you. This is kind of a cautionary tale for younger person in my audience. For the love of God: DO NOT FUCK AROUND WITH BENZODIAZEPINE. Like it was a plague, don't do Xanax, or Klonopin, or Valium, unless it is under strict medical supervision and you're well educated on the drug. When I was 18 I had severe anxiety. My anxiety was so extreme I was afraid to shower, put gas in my car, etc. Once I was so afraid to shower I didn't bathe for 8 months. My anxiety was debilitating. I was eventually given a narcotic called Klonopin. The doctor didn't warn me about the drug. Klonopin is an extremely effective anti-anxiety medication. It was like a breathe of fresh air. I was able to function. It saved my life. However, what the doctor DID NOT tell me is that Klonopin is like rat poison and is INCREDIBLY DANGEROUS. I cannot stress this enough: INCREDIBLY DANGEROUS. The long term effects of Benzodiazepine is catastrophic. General speaking, physicians only want you taking drugs like Klonopin for 90 days MAXIMUM. I've been taking it for over 15 years. My brain and body are both heavily dependent on the drug. If I don't have my Klonopin I physically cannot function. My arms shake, I get headaches, I get confused, I get overwhelming anxiety, I get physically sick, it is absolutely awful. It feels very similar to having the Influenza virus mixed with extreme sleep depravation mixed with being hung over. Additionally, whenever I told other physicians I take Klonopin I am treated like a drug addict and they scoff at me. Several times in the past, when in an Emergency Room or whatever, and I mention I take Klonopin, I've had doctors directly tell me, "Well, I'm not going to give you any Xanax", or "Why are you really here?". It's terrible and embarrassing. Anyway, to make a long story short I've decided to begin the journey of quiting the drug. I can't quit cold turkey, because it can kill you .. because it can cause death by stroke, heart attack, seizure, ... whatever. Instead I am working with my physician to slowly taper off the drug. I'm day five into a 25% reduction, which in some cases is fast, but I agreed to try it. I've had mild insomnia and mild irritability. Besides this though I'm doing pretty good. Once I've kept at this 25% reduction for about 8 weeks I will try to reduce by another 25%. Seriously though, don't fuck around Benzos like Xanax, Klonopin, Valium, etc. This shit will fuck you up bro