North Ga via South Ga
I'm here to make my little posts.
He/Him
my skeets from worst to first: https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:pz2oke4vnbgcz3wvjh76f65u/feed/aaaksofn7hfay
This was just a stupid joke that popped into my head, but seriously I was laid off from my job managing finances for a medical practice almost four months ago, and the situation is getting dire.
This was just a stupid joke that popped into my head, but seriously I was laid off from my job managing finances for a medical practice almost four months ago, and the situation is getting dire.
We’ve officially entered post-wokeism. Not utilizing tech billionaires’ earth-killing plagiarism machine is privileged, elitist, and dare I say, maybe even ableist(?) Please adjust your behavior accordingly.
There’s nothing quite like that first sip of coffee. It rushes to your head. It liquefies your insides, remaking you into something horrible and otherworldly WAIT THIS ISN’T COFFEE
“I’m old. I’ve paid my home off,” said Ray Warner, a 72-year-old Akron resident. “Why would I pay property tax?”
Across the country, homeowners are asking the same question and revolting against property taxes at a scale not seen in a half century.
over the next few weeks and months you’re going to be absolutely inundated with articles and videos about how sad Trump voters are now that their American nightmare has been made a reality and it is your patriotic duty to not give a single fuck about their regrets
Hi. I, a trans woman, am the Executive Producer of this show. I wrote the question. He called trans girls men. He has now said it in three different places in the past week.
Happy Sunday, y'all.
They make the laws
To serve them well
The clergy dazzle us with heaven
Or they damn us into hell
We will not worship
The God they serve
The God of greed who feeds the rich
While poor men starve
In that "Dancing in the Moonlight" song, it's described both as 'a fine and natural sight' and a 'supernatural delight'. So like, is it real or not? #askingthehardquestions#yachtrock
Frodo wakes. ‘Where am I?’
‘In the House of Elrond. It is ten o’clock in the morning. The morning of October the twenty-fourth, if you want to know.’
‘Gandalf!’
‘Yes, I am here. And you are lucky to be here, too, after all the absurd things you have done since you left home.’