It’s to hide all the piss stains.

The ones where the plastic shield pressing against the box makes the little teeth plunge into the tape are friggin’ orgasmic.

Oh, you know Kristi?! It’s a small world, friend.

I can’t wait for someone to mention her name and I can dimlight 'em like, ‘that famous dog murderer? She’s in politics now?’

Yeah, that position would definitely hurt my back… and knees.

Corporate news and media, especially in cases like this, has always been a tool to turn the uninformed public against educated dissenters. They targeted hippies in the 70s for speaking out about the military and prison industrial complexes and this is more of the same. It’s a cheap attack that always works.

Given how the media and tech bros talk/think about vegans, it’s insulting propaganda.

Please don’t call me that.

There’s an old joke about a guy who’s house sitting for a friend and he calls to say that his cat died. The friend say something like ‘don’t jump right to that bad news; build it up for a bit. Tell me the cat’s stuck on the roof and then tell me it fell’. The friend then says, “oh, well your grandma is stuck on the roof.” Damn, I hope this is just how they’re choosing to tell us.

Damn it! You’re right. I got demonetized which is not as metal as it sounds…

Check out my new death metal band Unalived by Seggs. It’s the only way we can post on Insta…

The new meta of dystopian fiction is utopia that we can never have.

When the robo-bunnies get invasive, we’ll send in robot coyotes, etc.

Add $75 for each pet if allowed! My buddy was apartment hunting recently and was given a rental agreement that said he would have a deductible on repairs and would have to cover anything over $250. The landlord was just looking to scam and sue someone for repairs he had to do to keep up to code. America’s cooked indeed.

Feel good from Mouth to South!

Two days into Amazon’s Earth talks:

Context can certainly change over time. If Rudy Giuliani died in 2002, he’d be remembered as ‘America’s Mayor’.

Bash fash?

Pour Some Urine on Me, my Leper Friend.

I was just thinking I haven’t heard of anything atrocious from Nestle in a few months. I’m glad they’re still out there proving they’re shit bags.