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[–] [email protected] 1 points 1 hour ago

For sure. 😂 rock on

It was one the first anime I watched, and I have to say… no other anime has quite captured the uhh… horrific tongue dynamics.

[–] [email protected] 0 points 1 hour ago* (last edited 1 hour ago)

I’M HERE FOR IT. This is the future, and I’m genuinely invested in this (I’ve spoken to marketing industry people about how cool this could be).

[–] [email protected] 1 points 2 hours ago* (last edited 2 hours ago) (2 children)

The Fire Nation wasn’t in Avatar: The Last Airbender? I wasn’t able to get through it as an adult, but I’m pretty sure the intro mentions the “fire nation” attacking, like a bunch of super secret boys using high-flying martial arts hijinx…

idk… just a kids show. I’m not that invested in the color scheme accuracy of fictional cel-shaded ninjas.

[–] [email protected] 2 points 4 hours ago

That acrylic is WEAK!!

👵🏻🔪

[–] [email protected] 4 points 5 hours ago

hahaha 📝🤨

[–] [email protected] 5 points 5 hours ago

I’ll do my best to give a brief answer. Please know that I’m not your legal council, and my advice is limited to my experience (which may be different from your own).

If you have a DUI from 10+ years ago, it is possible that your inimitability has been automatically lifted. If your DUI was more than 5+ years ago, you are eligible for a few methods of entry into Canada. You can apply for a “temporary residence permit”, which is as complicated as it sounds with forms and statements and an approval process. Another route is what Canada calls “criminal rehabilitation”, which is an evaluation process that unflags your ID and makes you indistinguishable from any other American.

Keep in mind that the Canadian border is managed by people who want a smooth workday. Unless you give them a good reason, they’ll at least be disappointed to reject your admission. More than likely, they would have information to help you get certified to cross. That being said, if you have a strong history of DUI and show up at the border in a MAGA truck with a shitty disposition and no preparation whatsoever… they might unceremoniously tell you to have more respect for Canada (and the world, with your Republican jihad).

Certain things may help you at the border. A license plate and residence in a northern border state might put you in an easy pass category. Preparedness goes a LONG way, even if you don’t have the latest trend in legal passes you are still dealing with human beings. Because we’re dealing with human beings, it deserves to be said that we’re in a colorized world and Canadians are just as prone to colorism when choosing who to admit. I recommend keeping this in mind if you aren’t privileged to pass in daily life, because you do still need to be extra extra ready to present yourself, my friends.

Above all, after you get into Canada it is important to respect the road and avoid driving under the influence. Not only is this where your head should be at, but it is also the best way to ensure a continuation of the good relationship between yourself and Canada (and the United States with her closest sister, Canada). An incident in-country will result in penalties that could last a lifetime, and for good reason; you might get expelled, or you might become a resident of Canada’s legal system for a very long time. To say it plainly, if you act a fool on Canada’s roads you might see the same 10x5 patch of Canadian prison concrete for the next decade.

Okay… that’s all I got.

 

Controlling for humidity, of course…

[–] [email protected] -1 points 14 hours ago

Unhappy with the recently uploaded file feature load function occasion app…? Would you like… BETTER recently uploaded file feature load function occasion app…?!

[–] [email protected] 4 points 15 hours ago

I bet someone got it in their head that slow reviews were the reason the company wasn’t meeting a goal, and they asked everyone to contribute.

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[–] [email protected] 1 points 15 hours ago

Bolshevism is not new or any different than MAGA.

[–] [email protected] 3 points 15 hours ago

Buddy, I highly encourage you to go back there and tell us if they recognize you. How can they NOT? You’re a damn legend in this pub!!

[–] [email protected] 2 points 15 hours ago

Dr James GoldBond

 

Today was such a shit show, man.

It was beautiful outside. I woke up feeling rested, maybe a bit sore from some physical therapy on my spine. I retired super young and life is pretty nice for me… now. Still, I got a weird feeling when I was putting on my socks, as if something around me was off. I couldn’t put my finger on it.

You know what’s fun on sunny days? Taking my two cats for walks. I got my lady cat in a harness, told her little sister to be patient, and walked out to the porch. My back was hurting all the way up to my neck (so much that I can’t turn my head to the right even now, late in the evening).

As I stretched and watched my ginger girl flop around in the garden, the unthinkable happened. The retractable leash slipped from my grasp, and it started chasing her. I was in a back brace, holding onto a railing, twisting my spine in a such a way that takes a moment to untwist. She shot off like a rocket, up my driveway and onto the back patio before I could even get down my steps to the sidewalk. The specialty-fit harness and leash, somehow, came off.

Panic. The next fifteen minutes were full of panic. She looped the house twice before disappearing under the back patio, and… I completely lost track of her. Fuck my life. I would die if anything happened to my babies. I tried to remove my headphones, back brace, and tangled leash, but I was walking too fast for my spine and looking everywhere and I THREW the tangled bullshit to the ground. One of my neighbors (the same guy who comments on my yard if I can’t rake; the same guy who once dared to move my trash cans so he can’t see them) started chirping up, walking toward me, making loud noise while I’m looking for my scared cat.

“NOT RIGHT NOW.” 😠🤚

He kept walking, switching gears like, “Okay, young man, but I’m just saying…”

“HEY!!!” 🫵😡 I might be rich today, but I am USMC infantry vet who grew up poor, abused, homeschooled under an elite class family, and when I couldn’t take that anymore I lived on the street. I became a mean-looking motherfucker on the hood streets of Houston, and then I became the real human wrecking ball as I traveled across the USA with hardly a cent to my name. My history of violence is long and awful, and I don’t like that side of me. “I TOLD YOU ‘NOT RIGHT NOW.’ WHAT PART OF THAT DON’T YOU GET? IF I SAY SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU SHUT YOUR FACE AND MIND YOU OWN DAMN BUSINESS, BECAUSE I’M NOT SOME NICE HUMAN BEING LIKE THAT. YOU GET ME?! BACK OFF, AND LEAVE ME ALONE, NOW.”

No matter how big you are, it takes a moment for people to realize they’re being shut down with malice. If Dwayne Johnson were to emasculate a dude by screaming at him, there would still be a pause and maybe some clap back before things settled. I’m no different. I’m a big dude and I know that I’m built like a truck with a mean face, but my neighbor still mumbled as he turned away. I waddled my painful spine to my garage to get a flashlight, and accidentally ripped my garage door off its hinges. The human sized doorframe for the access door just… ripped the fuck off.

My back lit up like a forest fire of pain. I kicked the stupid beams out of my way and got my flashlight. Within ten minutes I’d found my baby girl under the back patio. Within an hour, she came out and I hugged her, cobwebs and all. Within two hours, I’d rehung the doorframe (better than it was), and everyone got a bath.

I’ve now gotten into fully blown “fuck off” conversations with two neighbors. My block saw me throw a snow plow at a drunk handyman dude who walked into my kitchen to get my attention for a UPS delivery (a delivery from an abuser which I was refusing). My block saw me intervene with two separate brawls that made their way up my block last year. Now my block has seen me shout a man down and tell him I’m not a nice human being who talks to people.

fuck

 

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“Put ya claddin hands toge’dah for de one, de only… Ursa Maajaahh…brrrrrr!!!”

 

WHAT DID YOU DO, YOU STINKER?

 

All the fun, none of the hellfire.

 

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