Pendejo Time.
Jake and Thomas are two guys with fucked up pasts, just shooting the shit and improvising.
The only podcast that scratches the cumtown itch.
My favourite bit:
This seems more like a result of extreme alienation and mental illness than any political statement.
Strong echoes of Chris-chan with this one.
Speak for yourself. My JO crystal is so supercharged I can levitate up to 6 cm from the ground and yell louder than a police siren.
I have won several fights by blinding my opponent with the flash of the JO crystal as I crank my hog with one hand and swing my crystal with the other.
My seed has become so powerful, I’m banned from donating semen in 17 countries, including Papua New Guinea and the Pharoe Island.
I have channeled the unholy energies from my magnetic wristbands and wooden bracelets to erect a dark labyrinth to contain me so I won’t accidentally break reality apart when I crank my hawg too hard.
Do not underestimate the power of crystals.
Man, Dutch is such a fucked up language.
I don’t even speak it, but I understand like 80% of it if I just imagine the speaker is a drunk Dane trying to speak English.
Just saying, I’ve never had a virus with Temple OS.
Mpreg Sonic The Hedgehog and The Simpsons cockvore.
Putting Hamster Exploder Operator on my CV.
The “gamer” identity is purely based on mindless consumption regardless of the product’s use value.
You can buy overpriced chairs labeled for gamers. Powdered sugar, called G-fuel. Gamer shades, gamer branded clothes, fucking blue dyed mac and cheese with a picture of fucking Sonic the Hedgehog.
A Gamer will drop his cash on the most random shit as long as it’s marketed for gamers.
You could literally slap a gaming label on a bucket of dogshit and some hyperconsumerist gamerbrained troglodyte will squeal and fork over his lifesavings so he can validate his fake identity as a “gamer.”
Huh, TIL I can smell ants too.
I used to live in a basement that had regular cycles of ant infestations. I would know they had returned, because the room had started to smell a certain way. Kind of like, damp slightly sweaty skin, but also kind of woody?
Every time I smelt it, I’d always find fresh ant eggs along the wall in the room.
But how many balls does it have?
What if cancer could be cured by turning the patient into a dinosaur?
Ever heard of a dino with cancer?
If it glows, it goes. (Up my ass)
Konosuba is the only decent isekai show, and it would be an even better show if they dropped the in-world video game mechanics.
I’m currently using revanced to browse YouTube on my phone. No ads and it automatically skips over promotional parts in videos.
And some will blast your brain into the 4th dimension and make you almost enjoy Tool albums.
I never wash my rice
i use the high power water setting on my shower head as a bidet
i throw rocks behind me to distract people so i can adjust my balls while they’re not looking
“Has the economy gone woke?”
Unquestionable support for DPRK and its heroic struggle, but I wonder how Best Korea will handle taking over a country where Mccarthyism never ended.
Take the Russian war for example: the regions the Russians are going to annex will be easy for the locals to adjust to, since east Ukrainians are generally more russian-leaning than their westaboo nazis worshippers in Western Ukraine.
South Koreans are force-fed scaremongering propaganda about communism and their northern brothers from birth.
DPRK can absolutely take over SK, but the real challenge for them will be in actually holding the territory of a people who’s trained from birth to fear and hate the DPRK.
Vance works for me