

I’ve always said that people who think cats are simple or ratty/skittish creatures have never laid with a loving cat on their chest. There are few deeper connections that a good owner and a well-loved cat. They are exceptionally bright animals.
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An invincible wolf man, who is like a wolf in every regard save for the fact that he can fly.
(Note: This might be misinformation)
I’ve always said that people who think cats are simple or ratty/skittish creatures have never laid with a loving cat on their chest. There are few deeper connections that a good owner and a well-loved cat. They are exceptionally bright animals.
Frustrating if true, since I’ve heard several people float the same conspiracy while shopping in my store, despite this not being something that we do. The price of meat (at least in Canada) has just risen to absurdities post-pandemic. I don’t even buy it anymore.
'I’m not a big fan of the grind. Can you fundamentally change the way experience works to accommodate my personal preferences?"
Eh, I tried to be open-minded. Asmongold was funny and surprisingly articulate back when he just dunked on video game developers, but as time went on and Trump came into office, it really started falling apart. Rogan used to have doctors, scientists and educators on his show, and had enough humility to at least admit he was stupid and respected what they taught him. But just like Asmongold, Trump, money and the pandemic absolutely broke his brain.
I started kind of liking this guy right before he ripped the mask off. This is the same thing that happened with Rogan. Started to like his content and within a few months he went full douchebag. I’m cursed.
There is still a woman in the Miami area who uses my email for everything. I’ve even received her completed tax documents from her accountant and was told to “disregard” when I replied to it. It’s been over ten years. My name isn’t even Alicia.
I’ve always struggled to like raw tomatoes. They are warm and pungent, like opening a garbage receptical in the summer heat.
Except all the black ones already have a fat creampie inside.
He was better as the beast.
That’s fucking bad ass!
You think they’ll pray when the masses eventually drag them out of the chambers?
I’ve never thought I was dying on psychedelics, but many times on THC and once on MDA. The MDA was probably the only one of these instances where I was in any real danger. My cat helped me through that one.
Wow… She looks remarkably like my mom’s old horse, Soondy/Soondie (not sure which spelling was correct). She had to give her up in the early '00s and donated her to a YMCA camp in Michigan, but I genuinely doubt that horse is still around. The name, appearance and possible age certainly gave me pause.
How old is Sandy?
I have a very vivid memory of walking into a gas station at 2am with friends, high on mushrooms. We all went our separate ways to grab drinks and snacks, and then stood in a surprisingly long line with a few strangers to purchase them. I was in another dimension. All of us were. None of us were communicating with each other whatsoever. Just standing there in line with huge pupils and snacks in our arms. Then someone started snickering quietly. Then another. Then another. Soon it was psychedelic fucking pandemonium beneath those florescent gas station lights. I think even the strangers may have been having a good time. I’m not even sure how we managed to pay. Great memory, though.
Try to find that cool looking Beavis and Butthead site I saw my brother browsing in the earliest days of our internet access. I had asked him where he found it and he couldn’t remember, so I searched and searched and searched to no avail. I never found that Beavis and Butthead site. I just remember there was a lot of yellow.
All I can say is that my wife could live in squalor for weeks without batting an eye, but simultaneously believes I’m high strung for not being able to chill if my space is dirty. Tells me to leave it. But we both know how bad it gets if/when I leave it, and it ends up being me who cleans it one way or another.
I have a neighbor two blocks down who has a garden/orchard setup in their front yard. Within it are several motion-detecting sprinklers, likely intended to ward off the huge number of jackrabbits that inhabit our city. But their single most prominent function is scaring the absolute fucking shit out of me every morning on my walk to work.