Every time I see someone with one of those fucking hats on (you know the ones) it makes me cringe so hard. Like those dudes who get there basic training company tattooed on their arm, or even worse, a combat patch tattoo hahaha. You now how many fucking boots got first cav tattoos after deployment? Lol. POGs everyone of them.
That’s absolutely right. My interest in mushrooms led me to read a book about shiitakes(the mushroom at the end of the world). In my excitement I ordered some to make with my ramen at lunch(in a carpenter
I have a medical card for weed.
How the fuck does that make me a criminal? Wanna talk about mushrooms, man? Because I have a hell of a lot more to say than “they get you high”. Me and all my grand kids hunt for them all year long as they are learning what they are called, which ones are useful, and which aren’t. Your just as wrong and arrogant as you could possibly be.
Edit: do I look like a drug user? You know exactly what I look like probably. Picture that but keep me kind of handsome. Is that different than a pig fucking with a black dude because he’s black? I’d bet you would hate that.
Reality check? Wow. You don’t know what the fuck you are going on about. Because your experiences have been 9 out of 10 positive you think others need a reality check? I spent two weeks in fucking jail for SHIITAKE MUSHROOMS.
Do y’all know how many times I got https://wiki.archlinux.org/ as an answer to my question? Used to piss me off but then I learned how to use the wiki. Lol. Thanks arch iRc!
Sometimes, especially after a long day, a few beers, and a joint, I start to think about all the people dying in Ukrainian and Palestine. I spent a year in Iraq so it’s not hard to imagine what the physical sensation of being in one of those foxholes are hiding in one of the blown outbuildings(I can quite honestly even smell the dust and mold in the hair. Kind of taste it. I spent a lot of time in J-dam’ed buildings)but what I can’t fucking imagine is the feeling of hopelessness the Palestinians must feel. Or any realistic Ukrainian.
My point is, there is absolutely no one for those 9 people’s family to turn to and that’s horrifying
Yeah. He’s a cat. I’m not sure how he would feel if I said “my” cat but I’m the one he has charged with caring for all of his needs, including but not limited to, adding food to his bowl every morning even if it’s still full. I have to at the very least pretend to add food.
Also, he doesn’t like to be petted or touched in general, so I’m not even sure what I’m getting out of this relationship.
I personally find that coffee delivers caffeine in a way superior to pills or Red Bulls or whatever. Coffee gives you a better buzz. Red Bulls and pills are like concentrates to flower. The nuances are lost. quit scratching, my fucking chair Oliver.
Edit : on the phone, so I use speech to text and my cat is a dick
The hats that say “Vietnam vet” or “first cav” or have an OIF ribbon on it or whatever