

Closest I’ve read is Lord of the Flies.
Almost as smuuth as sharks.
Closest I’ve read is Lord of the Flies.
No gills for me, sadly.
Fair. A boat anchored at a Pacific Island, while they exist.
Maybe I’ll dock at the Pacific garbage patch and distill my fuel from microplastics.
Depends, are we riding out the rise of fascism or riding out WWIII? Those are two highly different scenarios.
Either way, a Pacific island sounds nice.
When he dies and they autopsy him I fully expect them to find his anus in his head.
He’s going to apply tariffs to our conversations so it’s more expensive for us. Or some such crap, I don’t try to understand how he thinks.
This is a surprise? You think we can’t target tariffs?
Rapid vacillation between the two.
As opposed to the gluteal fissure, which is the ass crack.
Exactly. Why open another app?
Geez, no. No, no, a thousand times no.
Took me a loooong time to find one that is both.
I dunno, my wife and I were hoping for something “gently haunted”. We’re not racists, we just don’t like poltergeists.
Oh man, if it were only a meth lab.
Does he have enough drugs? Should we send more??
Last I checked this was a Liberal leader race, not a Conservative race, chum. And it was the Liberal party that promised this. Independent of anything else going on, that promise is still on them.
Congratulations. Now give us proportional representation, or step aside.
Exactly. Screw your thoughts and prayers, be our ally or don’t. No middle ground here.
Now if I can only figure out how to get Lemmy to let me delete the damned thing…
I read a short story with a very similar theme, could have been that book.