Look, I’ll do it for a hundred bucks just to spite this person who wrote a pretty good reply. Be the chaos you want to see.

/s

So I was justified when I left those dishes in the sink. Thank goodness. Thank you, Jesus.

Baseball.

Asshole.

I tried my hand at being an independent consultant for a while. I hated having to manage everything myself. Realized I want someone else to handle all of that and just want to show up, do a job, go home. Much happier working for others. Might be a personality thing.

She needs better lighting or she’ll go blind.

Reminds me of a skit that I love. Do you speak English?

This asshole…

You can’t get fooled again.

They earned every one of those medals.

I choose to swear because sometimes words aren’t enough otherwise. When faced with the horrors of this world, sometimes a good “fucking” paired with whatever garbage is just appropriate. As in, “this fucking society.”

And have multiple copies in at least two locations of anything truly important to guard against disaster (such as a fire or regionally appropriate natural disaster). I got a spare drive to copy all the music that I’ve made and sent it to my father in a different part of the country. I could lose everything and be pretty bummed, but not that (without severe depression). I also endorse use of a safe deposit box at a bank if you don’t have someone who can hold data in a different city.

What are you talking about, that’s mine scumbag!

Reminds me of the bash.org Napster entry. For posterity:

#104052 + (14264) - [X]
<NES> lol
<NES> I download something from Napster
<NES> And the same guy I downloaded it from starts downloading it from me when I'm done
<NES> I message him and say "What are you doing? I just got that from you"
<NES> "getting my song back fucker"

This is great. Just to let you know, whatever decision you make is wrong. Cheers!

What a great idea. Perfect execution.

A security guard where I work asked me about it. I told him it’s a software project and he told me it’s a poem format. I told him I was aware of the original meaning.

A friend liked the design and asked about it. Two questions after only wearing it three times is a pretty good return for a new shirt. I buy a lot of shirts with neat designs and only a handful garner comments or questions.

Cats. Big and small. They’re just too awesome to need explaining.

I’ll sell you a solid color tshirt with no design plus a Sharpie. Only $50. Order now while supplies last.

Your sister has good taste.