No, that probably just means that you sell selfmade drugs to high school kids.
Look, lady, whatever you’re selling, I ain’t buying, yo.
Well, my name is Skyler White, yo.
My husband is Walter White, yo.
Uh, huh.
He told me everything.
Seriously?
That’s right.
And just so you know… My brother-in-law is a DEA agent. And I will not hesitate to call him. Not if I have to.
Understood?
This is your one and only warning. Do not sell marijuana to my husband.
Okay.
I mean it.Don’t call our house again. You stay away from him, or you’ll be one sorry individual. You got me?
I think so, yeah.
No more marijuana.
I can dig it.
You can dig it.Wonderful. Not that it’s any of my business, but you might wanna consider a different line of work.
Okay.
A Breaking Bad and The Faculty crossover would be interesting.
Woah that movie has a serious cast
or that you were anemic and constantly cold
🥶🥶
Only if it was a thermal. This is nonsense poserism.
Also the year was 1994.
Did we stop doing this?
That was my question
We did. Lookcaround, everyone is naked now.
In seriousness, i haven’t seen people do this.
Is that Josh Hartnett?
No, that’s Josh Hairnet
Whatever happened to Josh Hartnett? Lucky Number Slevin was a great time and Hollywood Homicide was a fun throwback to campy buddy cop movies. Then he just disappeared.
He had a decent part in Oppenheimer, which was 3 years ago. Then he was in Trap 2 years ago, which had a lot of hype but was evidently bad (I haven’t seen it).
And defeated an alien invasion with Bic drugs.
“Long sleeved T-Shirt”?
No point in me changing the title now haha. I’m not trying to be twee it’s just my device is notorious for typos, it seems to not know what language it wants to autocorrect to so it just corrects to misspellings
Everybody knew what you meant and it’s what we always called them because it’s made of lightweight t-shirt material. Also, this was how we dressed in the mid/late 90s. By the 2000s I was transitioning from jnco’s to diesel and prada. From the 2010s onward I’ve given progressively less of a shit and everything is just a range of old t-shirts that don’t have too many holes in them or something somebody gave me on my birthday…
That’s legit, I’ve been there
I wasn’t allowed to do this. It was sacrilegious in my house because my mom and dad had secular rules which predicated over all else. I had to jump through hoop for narcissists, and then one died, and the other hurt me terribly. I forgive him, but I am hurt now by how he has seemingly thrown me away. I’m suicidal most days, but I was banned from c/mental_health or whatever because I’m too damaged to be of value to those mods. I am a n*gger apparently, according to those mods. That which I am is never good enough, so the mods ARE my parents, and so by the rules, I offer my mouth for them to piss in. Inferior I am.
Not good enough. Always not good enough to be accepted as I am. By the content of my being I am subhuman to some people. Now go ahead and bane me because I know it’s a mafia here on lemmy world as Ghislene Maxwell was mafia lord on Reddit. Do it. Do it.
Many such cases.
