41, software dev, kids, marriage, punk/metal/hiphop, center to left politically, video games, Halloween enthusiast, scale RC trucks, Rams fan, love nerdy things, comics, ninja turtles, X-Men, Legos, theme parks, a good poop.
The details of my life are quite inconsequential… very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen-year-old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet.
41, software dev, kids, marriage, punk/metal/hiphop, center to left politically, video games, Halloween enthusiast, scale RC trucks, Rams fan, love nerdy things, comics, ninja turtles, X-Men, Legos, theme parks, a good poop.
Made this a while ago https://youtube.com/shorts/4A1nisJxKm8?si=55qps-K-eGIt-F0l
Agreed. For a team of no less than 4 years in federal “pound me in the ass” prison for being a very BAD person.
Free repec my self. Want to take all the work I put into my current career and relocate it somewhere else.
I was fully prepared for the experience from my teens. My first thought was “that loaded way too fast.”
It’s the only way I can finish.
60k student debt that I can’t afford to lay
Magneto put him on that mutation machine.
That’s hilariously wrong.
Dear H. Ford,
We are sorry to hear that you would like to stay dead. But here at Disney we just love this dying wish for you, your gunna be in India Jones 12. And 13… And…21… And…
Gunna get a Don’t Reanimate sticker on my driver’s license.
Roll me into operating room. Think it was an IV drip, I was pretty scared. They are nice and talking to me about random stuff. They let me.knownthey are going to give me something to put me out. I feel a nice little high for a second. They ask me one more question and… Boom I’m in recovery talking gibberish to a nice lady telling her I miss my wife. No pain yet, but I felt physically uncomfortable. I could tell someone had been digging around in my guts. Was so happy to see my wife when she came in. They said I took a while to regain consciousness. I guess they wanted me fully coherent before letting her see me. Anyway, the whole going under was easy. Felt like… Nothing.
The pain meds, that sucked. I thought I could just stop talking them once I felt like the pain was gone. Whoa, it felt scary. Like a hallucination without seeing anything. I cut them in half and slowly backed off.
American here. Lived in California most of my life just outside LA in suburbs. Ventura as well. Lived in Tennessee for 2 years and Idaho 2. I’ve seen people open carry a few times. I own a gun and I’ve never seen or heard a gun fired outside of a gun range. I’m 40 btw. It’s not that bad here. It’s big and there are a lot of people so the news has tons of opportunities to present the worst of humanity which makes up a small percentage.
I failed D.A.R.E and they made me watch the ceremony of all the other kid’s graduations. I just wasn’t interested in drugs.
Skins for winamp!
Finally tried Just Cause 2 and it’s super fun. The physics is hilarious.
Gorillas throwing that poop emoji 💩 everywhere