the idea of dming people i think are cool is so scary. like i would much rather vaguepost about a shared interest and then wait for them to see it and then kick my legs and giggle when they like the post. you know like a normal person
It says here in the chart that the patient has exhibited “prostate orgasm seeking behavior”
mercy was never an option
tranq dart engraved with “i have a suggestion”
If the leaders of the US can try to do it to Castro, then they really can’t complain that turnabout is anything but fair play.
wait what
I apologize, I thought I was sure on this one when I posted it, but I think I may have combined a real CIA plot with an apocryphal one.
What I thought I recalled was a plot to damage Castro’s public image by making him lose his beard by sneaking estrogen supplements into his food. It was actually by sneaking thallium salts into his shoes
Per the Wikipedia article: CIA assassination attempts on Fidel Castro
Some plots aimed not at murder but at character assassination; they, for example, involved using thallium salts to destroy Castro’s famous beard,[4]: 30 or lacing his radio studio with LSD to cause him disorientation during the broadcast and damage his public image.
There are plenty of other wacky to straight up cartoonish assassination attempts in there too. I couldn’t find anything solidly supporting that they tried to dose him with estrogen, so that appears to have been a myth that I fell for
I mean, there were so many weird ones that I didn’t even doubt it.
my high school used to start at 7:30 and I lowkey think that was child abuse
For 4 years I woke up at 6 am, at least (I took the bus and for a year or two it came between 6:40 and 6:50). Morning showerers, or people who put effort into their hair or makeup, probably had to wake up even earlier. Then we all went to school and sat in a health class where our gym teacher told us that teenagers are supposed to get 10 hours of sleep a night. Genuinely implying that we were supposed to go to sleep at 8pm if we cared about our health. The dissonance made my head spin. I haven’t been in high school for years and I’m still mad about it. Maybe even more mad
I lied put your clothes back on. I don’t know how to fuck and I’m scared
being self aware suuuucks like yeah this thought pattern/behavior is stupid and pointless and a symptom. i know this. [does it anyways
preforming my compulsions while rolling my eyes to show i know theyre irrational
the weirdly vengeful and petty tones aborted babies take in pro-life propaganda images are so funny like this passive aggressive “was it worth it mommy?” and “it’s a shame you can’t join me in heaven mommy 😔” like do you ever wonder if you were aborted for a reason you little bitch ass baby
I should lock the fuck in *half an hour passes* I should lock the fuck in *half an hour passes* I should lock the fuck in *half an hour passes* I should-
I should lock the fuck in *half an hour passes* I should lock the fuck in *half an hour passes* I should lock the fuck in *half an hour passes* I should-
I should lock the fuck in *half an hour passes* I should lock the fuck in *half an hour passes* I should lock the fuck in *half an hour passes* I should-
grab your nonbinary unspecified body part and do something vague to it
one must imagine sisyphus posting about it
He’s saying what we’ve all been thinking
For reference, OP’s “Hear Me Out” is on the left and the commentor’s is on the right
grox:
[Off 1 beer] I need your Blood
i love when dean winchesters a pathetic loser that’s my dean winchester women don’t text him back and if they do it’s it’s ghostfacers