I watched about 5 minutes of it in an electronics store before getting bored. If I’m not mistaken it is Dances with Wolves in space. There’s also a big blue guy who hangs dong.

I won’t know if that’s supposed to make me turgid without knowing what your waist looks like. Paint me a picture with words.

I work 5 minutes drive from home. I’ve thought about biking to work but then I’d have nowhere to sleep during my lunch break.

I have a neighborhood friend from growing up who doesn’t drive. He works 1 block away from where he lives. Another friend in my current neighborhood also doesn’t drive. He picked up a second job and just used Uber to get to that one. His usual job is within walking distance from our neighborhood. Both these guys live at home with their parents.

Once the money starts coming in you will spend it on grown up stuff like getting to work. Once you start spending up to 40 hours a week working you’ll find that spending money also requires spending time that you’ve already spent at work.

Whenever I have a little extra cash burning a hole in my pocket I browse Steam for games that might interest me. It’s usually a shit show and feels like a waste of time. Picking up a new game is less exciting when work beats you down and you don’t have the energy to learn how to enjoy it.

You are a young adult. Do everything you can to enjoy your free time before work sinks it’s claws into you. It will happen sooner or later. Having an income is good and all but we are all spending time at the same rate. Rich or poor we all only have 24 hours in a day. One day you’ll look back envoiusly at 19 year you who owned all of those 24 hours every day.

Is the butt with music on it fantastical enough?

Bong in one hand, weed vape in the other, a can of Pepsi on the coffee table, and Suicidal Tendencies on my stereo. ST doesn’t make the most out of my two subwoofers but they compliment the Pepsi quite a lot.

I still feel guilty for bumping a taxi/van making a right turn looking left after I thought they made the turn. Nothing came of it after we exchanged info. I never would do it on purpose though. Why did they do it on purpose?

The best part of driving a smart car is pulling all the way in to the parking spot so it looks like an empty spot.

He really wants to put away the hero who cracked an egg over his head.

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Next time don’t say a wall of text is a short meme

I found one at a gas station once

I’m waiting for temperatures to drop for the feral cat to come by. Cornelius drops by when it gets cold out and makes himself at home. My cats have accepted him. It’s been a few months and I hope he’s doing well. His “owner” hadn’t seen him in months last I checked in.

I can see a secondhand market for those pieces of shit with at least one superfluous fender thing busted off. I grow weary of all the battery powered outdoor exercise toys everyone has these days. Take exercise, remove the exercise, and replace it with e-waste. For hundreds a pop. I don’t get it. Batteries will run out and you’re stuck with a skateboard or bicycle that weighs way too much.

I’m as mad as hell and I’m not going to take this anymore!

What would “return to corral and flip it over” fall under?

Pickled beets. They’re good until you forget you ate them

There was that one episode of Round the Twist where he microwaved his underwear and it made him run really fast. I tried it with my shoes once and it made the microwave smell like shoes.

Need a lot more Pinochet helicopter tours.

I had a good friend who was a clown. I drove a car small enough to call a clown car so I drove for a lot of gigs after we met. He would “clown up” and go to public events(concerts, festivals, karaoke, any excuse really) and be silly and most importantly have fun. He networked and had a few yearly gigs. Some paid but he was in it for the clowning and the cash was just a bonus. Don’t quit your day job and all.

As a person he was great company. Friends with everyone and woke up every day looking to have a good time. One yearly gig we did was a three hours away neighborhood wide garage sale. It was one of the few that paid. After a day of making balloon animals he stood in a chalk circle and I handed kids water balloons and kept the tip jar mostly empty. We made well over $100 each those days.

His backstory is a little more fucked up than the average clown I would guess. His primary networking was AA meetings and back in the 80s he was an alcoholic crackhead living in Detroit sleeping in dumpsters. The dude knew how to hustle. He told me the story of how his daughter had to come up with some cash and the chalk circle and water balloons show(?) outside bars solved her money issues overnight.

He had no formal training so don’t get hung up on some expensive day camp. If you have it in you you can be a clown. Getting a degree from a clown college is just a vanity project. A real clown, at least to me, hung out with Joe C watching wrestling and smoking weed while Kid Rock and the rest of the gang partied after shows. Be larger than life and you can be whatever you want to be.

Shooting down police drones with fireworks sounds like a victimless crime

Why is he so red? Is he about to fight Captain America?