It’s going to be called Potatoville
The same way we’ve always tried to lead moral lives: against overwhelming odds.
What was it, 2015? When did we first read this whole story, pretty much in its entirety, already? Was it ten fucking years ago? I told my Trump family about this and they ignored it. Now it animates their being. What gives? Why now? Are they that slow that it’s literally a whole decade? I’m tired of these morons
Insufferable people wondering why they have no friends. Common theme these days.
The Congolese legal system is more advanced than the American one.
the shit’s yeti poison
Some kinda stuff
No one is fun anymore.
Are we supposed to slip onto the tracks and just grab onto the train? Is it safe for us to ride to work clutching the windshield wipers? How much does salt cost? What’s Dorval Carter’s salary again? Will dignity ever return to the CTA? Should we use one of the hollowed-out insane screaming passengers as a sled? Who has salt? When does accountability happen?
