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Cake day: May 6th, 2026

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  • Take EVERYTHING from them. Confiscate their money, nationalize they corporations to operate for the benefit of the American people, and throw them in prison.

    We need to reconfigure this annation so that the wealthy, and their fortunes serve the Citizens. Profits need to be regulated so that the bulk of them are shared by the employees. Q


  • Usually, the others are just bored, so they show up to hang out and shoot the shit. Of course, when you have a group of them, there’s a good chance one of them will decide he has to prove what a man he is in front of the other dipshits, and you’re the guitar he wants to tune up.

    And even if you don’t take a beating, or worse, all your neighbors are driving by, seeing all those cops around your car, and immediately presume you’ve been stopped for DUI, or domestic terrorism, or drug distribution, etc.

    Now you’re the guy that everybody side eyes at the block party, because “you remember when he got stopped by the police, and there was at least a dozen cars there? He must have did something really bad, that’s for sure. I heard it was suspicion of murder, but he got off on a technicality.”














  • I have an unknown eating disorder, in which it seems impossible to eat anything without dripping it on my shirt. I suspect a lot of others have this disorder as well. It’s a secret American tragedy, hidden in shame.

    I actually keep a hand towel in my car (I’ve got dozens of them for my job) and I take it in when I’m eating at Chipotle or something. It embarrasses the shit out of my son, but I always point out that I’d rather look dumb for an hour in a restaurant, than have to look stupid everywhere I go, because I’m wearing my lunch on my shirt.

    When we finish, I always show him my “bib,” so I can demonstrate all the drips that would have been on my shirt. He thinks I’m pathetic, but that’s normal.