

Fuck the religious.
Fuck the religious.
Mankind will never be free until the last politician is strangled with the robes entrails of the last priest
PotEoZ was published in1903 (yes as propaganda.)
Anyone who is still falling for it is beyond help.
Free to suffer until I understand the meta.
“Not bad.” He burped, burped again. “Fizzy, though?”
“Because it’s fast acting. It was ditch water an hour ago. We sieved it, brought it up to room temp, dumped in the culture. It’s live, too—add some precursor, it’ll come back. Survives in your urine. Just save some, you want to make more.”
“Communist beer?” Hubert, Etc said. The best bon mot he could scrounge.
He was better when he had time to think.
“Nazdarovya.” She clicked her cup against his and drained it, loosing a bone rattling belch when she finished. She gave her chest a thump and scared out smaller burps, refilled the glass.
“If it comes out in pee,” Hubert, Etc said, “what happens if someone adds the precursor to the sewers? Will it turn to beer?”
She gave him a look of adolescent scorn. “That would be stupid. Once it’s diluted it can’t metabolize precursor. Flush and it’s just pee. The critters die in an hour or two, so a latrine won’t turn into a reservoir of long lived existential threats to the water supply. It’s just beer.” Burp. “Fizzy beer.”
Hubert, Etc sipped. It was really good. Didn’t taste like piss at all. “All beer is rented, right?” he said.
“Most beer is rented. This is free. You know: ‘free as in free beer.’” She drank half the cup, spilling into her beard. It beaded on the crinkly refugee stuff. “You don’t come to a lot of Communist parties.”
Excerpt from “Walkaway” - Cory Doctorow
My children will watch your clones fight to the death.
Ya I don’t have the intention to reduce suffering and a shotgun costs $200.00. I’m thinking kind of an aim low disappearing act sort of gig.
Cooldowns unpopped, positioning improvised, but perfect. communication unhurried, clear, humorous. HP has hit single digits 4 times in the last 10 seconds. Vibing.
Jimmy… Intel, has been an embarrassment to this great company. People are saying, folks are, everyone is saying he’s just, the worst. A travesty. Of the highest order. It’s as if he was trying to push the market under. Like a. Well I should, people are saying I should ask him to step down but to them I say I won’t I might suggest it, humbly, in the press. But I won’t ask him to. He will though. We’ve spoken and he told me “Mr. President Mr. president, what can I do?” and I tell him you got a move the supply chain out of Taiwan. But he doesn’t understand that so he won’t.
I can barely enjoy a properly thoughtful gift. A random item I’m responsible for is like 1/1000
None of them are appropriate to have around children.
You can mount them on a wall.
It’s a line from Jessie Welles “Certain”
YouTube thinks I’ll buy a Rolex LMFAO
Backass preachers out in Oklahoma getting high and stoned on their own aroma.
Hope she’s immune to bedsheets.
I figured you just saw some sanitized version somewhere. I remember getting called psychotic for posting that quote in the other place.