Self proclaimed billionaire can't afford a podium that doesn't wobble during deranged rant
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My parents didn't smoke but that's literally how I knew the babysitter was gone and my parents were home from a night out.
There's a real time and place for every human being to eat the sloppiest sandwich ever made. And it's fucking delicious. Every time.
I've said it before but I'll say it again. I've met Gretchen and her daughters on a few very unofficial occasions. She's polite, gracious, helpful, and gives zero fucks.
There was a podcast that was put out last week where she was promoting her book and swearing her motherfucking ass off like a true Michigander. Legend.
I completely agree. One of the most memorable nights of my life was going to an LGBTQ+ rave bar in the basement of some random building because my friend said it would be fun.
That vibe was pure awesomeness.
Also Billie Joe: Openly bisexual since 1995. Love the one you're with. That's literally the only thing that matters.
My cat would sit during boxing matches and box along at the TV. He was so gentle but that cat loved a good fight.
This was before UFC got big, though. I'm not sure I would've trusted him with that sport lol
I've done training dives in man made quarries under zero visibility conditions. There's no way in hell I'd go into an actual cave under those conditions.
It was bad enough when you'd almost run into a purposefully placed sculpture or bathtub in that flooded quarry.
You had to do a scavenger hunt to find stuff to pass your training and it was super disorienting.
I don't know if PADI still does that sort of thing or if it was unique to my training center conditions but it was wild.
I'll stick to open water, thank you very much.
AI circlejerks itself far too often
I can hear that horking sound from here. Wakes you up faster than your alarm clock.
Yep. That's Michigan in February for ya.