Chicken Shit Surround Sound
I’m hoping roosters taste exactly like chicken, because my other neighbor just got a Mother Fucking Rooster.
I’m hoping roosters taste exactly like chicken, because my other neighbor just got a Mother Fucking Rooster.
People produce plenty of food to feed everyone in the world. But don’t try to tell a vegan that.
As a semi-embarrassed member of the Baby Boom, I have to say I really like the expression “OK boomer.”
The Bear was so fucking proud of the “campaign” she created for her 6th grade class using “Recycle Michael,” a tin-man like character made from “recyclables.”
…I don’t have the heart to tell her that recycling is bullshit.
Believe it or not, I’ve had some friends who are Libertarians.
Yeah I know — hard to believe I had friends and harder to believe they would be right-wing nut jobs.
I love Labor Day.
The Fourth of July is bullshit; Christmas perpetuates the Greatest Lie Ever Told; but Labor Day is simple and honest: Let’s take a day off to celebrate that we get to take days off.
I might have to break a couple of semi-famous thumbs.
Most of us spend way too much time worrying about it, But at it’s root, money is bullshit.
On some random Facebook post, somebody said: “the era of white men is over”. That could be the dumbest fucking thing I’ve ever read.
By Pam R.
Pieces of life and the love of family mixed with the passion to ride
Los Angeles Freelance Writer • Comedian • Photographer •
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Like Mother Teresa, only better.
Riding the South Coast of Massachusetts and Rhode Island
cycling less than i plan
Author of suspense novels Sketch, Justice For Belle, Search For Maylee, Aggravated Momentum, and a medley of short stories.
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