It was a beautiful Norwegian summer. The sun was out, the rain had stopped and the midges was not out (yet).

I was around 8 or 9 and only wearing a pair of shorts feeling the sun kiss my shockingly white skin, while I carried our cat outside. She was laying over my shoulder. She purred and purred. It was bliss.

Then my mother pulled the cord and fired up the lawn mover. The cat used me as a ramp as it took off and ran inside to hide under the couch.

As a man in my 40s, I have both physical and psychological scars from that day.

I can smell your neckbeard and fedora from here

That’s now called “drinking blood”

Ruined clothes 😱

Conservatives hate The Vatican now, and won’t go there because The Vatican City raised the age of consent from 12 to 18 in 2013

I love that ABBA song!

C’est la vie

Treat them like a HP printer

I’m not even American, but I would gladly hop across the pond on pure hate alone to fight all of them.

Classical music always makes me angry, for some reason. There’s just something that irks my central nervous system when I hear it. It is excellent when I need the extra omph during especially heavy lifting sets.

I would choose Brahms or something. Then I would be extra merciless when fighting

It’s all fun and games until the cameras come out during threesomes

Postheating

Powermad is playing at The Hurricane!

Excellent song by Radiohead 👍

As temperature increases to a level, in both Celsius and Freedom units, outrunning the shock wave is not something you would be considering doing 🥵

You can’t outrun radiation

My mother died of cancer while I watched. I was 13.

It was a relief, because her cooking was shit

You don’t have to eat the shit, you know

OREO

• Oreos

• R

• Extremely

• Overrated

Bees!?

No. All I see is “baard”, and I’m confused. What is a “rat baard”?