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HonkyTonkWoman @ HonkTonkWoman @lemm.ee
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  • A utility panel with usb ports, hard reset button, xd card slot, s-video port, etc, could be very useful.

    Maybe installed on a butt cheek or back of a calf?

    In all seriousness, a spinal realignment feature. Something that resets the joints & muscles in your back to factory default.

  • “Hey bud, good mornin’… You doin’ alright in there?

    Smells like another night of rumplemintz and questionable decision making, huh?

    I’ll give you a minute, looks like your wiener’s showing.”

  • This is too far. It’s just plain heathenistic.

    Everybody’s worried about sharks or drop bears or pit bulls… Spider turtle related concussions would be through the roof.

    We’d have to wear hard hats in the forest. They’d be dropping out of trees, bonking us on the heads like coconuts.

    You’d be trying to go to sleep, but your back hurts, like there’s a knot in it. Nope, you’re lying on top of a spider turtle. It’s shell has been giving you back problems for weeks!!

    Imagine… just imagine finding one in the toilet at 2 am. You’d feel way too guilty to pee on it & you’d have to use the other bathroom.

    You see cute. I see cold floors & a long, lonely distance with a full bladder… terrifying.

  • Ah, very cool! I thought you were talking about Santa Catalina Island off CA’s coast, sorry bout that!

    I was going to tell you to watch out for bison. Not sure if that’s applicable for AZ though…

  • It’s also pretty FUCKED UP that she was cleared for the procedure by one judge, giving her a glimmer of relief, only to have that snatched back by the Texas Supreme Court like 2 days later.

    This whole situation & every lawmaker involved is proper fucked.

  • It’s late September in nowhere important. Weather’s gone stale. It’s humid, outright sticky.

    The local chucklefucks lost their big homecoming chucklefuck match and the world feels a little bit smaller right now.

    Around 2:30am, the 24 hour McD’s that sits on the edge of town has turned into its weekly staggering, stinking mess.

    Someone’s drinking that orange hi-C mess like diabetes is a myth. Unfortunately they forgot they puked in the parking lot & that scope does not mix well with Orange Hi-C.

    They pass by on the way to bathroom, burping up a minty bouquet with notes of Malibu, SoCo, Busch Light, & Blackberry Mad Dog 20/20.

    Someone else has fallen asleep while ordering at the only functioning kiosk.

    Someone else is adding food to the sleeper’s order…

    And then there’s McKayakeleigyh….

    She just wants a fuckin’ McFlursh with MMMMs.

    She’s been sayin as much for the last thirty minutes. She already ate her nuggets and now she cain’t leave without mcflurrsshy.

    As the manager informs our hero, for the 7th time, that the McFlurry machine is broken, McKayakeleigyh interjects:

    “fuckin’ feeiixit”

    “It’s broken, it needs a ne…”

    “ffffFffFFFFFEEEEUUUHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIXXXXXXTTT”

    The manager clutches desperately for the storewide channel currently open on the shoulder mic…

    schkkt You’ve prepared for this. Trust your training… CODE VIRAL!!! WE GOIN VIRAL Y’ALL!!!… ARCH. UP. BITCHES.”