Yeah, I’ve learned some discretion over the years. I once told a story that dead ass got me sent to therapy.

Me telling an EMS war story that brings the vibe to a crashing halt.

I’m not too worried about this, tbh. I think the people that RFK attracted post-Kamala really aren’t likely to vote for Trump or Harris anyway. They’ll likely either stay home, vote libertarian, or write in Vermin Supreme

Nurses really do be running that whole bell curve. It’s actually wild how some nurses are better clinicians than their doctors, and then their co-workers will be like “did you know that Broccoli is a meat I actually inject myself with microplastics as part of my fitness routine?”

America in one picture

No, nothing ever happens, actually. Nobody ever does anything interesting or worth talking about. Hosting exchange kids has, predictably, been one of the most boring experiences of my life, along with everything else.

Nah, he found a smooth reflective mask and a huge red robe, then we took a toy sickle and rubber mallet and spray painted them with gold paint.

Yikes, he looks like deep fried hell. The dude hasn’t looked good for a while, but this is bad. It’s wild that the context of other pictures just makes it worse.

Acquiring bird

I hosted a Russian exchange student who really liked joking about that stuff. He went as the ghost of communism for Halloween