My wife after I bake chocolate chip cookies: “why are you eating the ones with raw centers straight off the pan??”

I read it divorced dad energy, the kind who is old enough to have watched Akira, but was too busy jerking off in the corner of his frat house to do so.

They’re already cooking trash with cardboard, at some point the suffering you can inflict is negligible

If refugees can float to the mainland, I think there is probably reason for concern that asymmetrical warfare can be performed, regardless of their lack of traditional or ultra modern equipment. We have literally never avoided consequences from regime change abroad, so maybe it’s a bad idea. Just thinking out loud here.

Good God, found my wife’s account

Something something litter boxes in schools and your grandkids are coming home with secret forced gender transition surgeries done in one day by underpaid public servants!

My wife did this with olive pesto. I’ve had very vocal disdain for olives our entire marriage, and she’s known me since we were kids. She couldn’t believe I didn’t like the pasta smothered in olive paste.

You just described every rocket ever made by man.