“Yeah, I understand ‘blast’.”

“BA-DA BLAST.”

“Yeah…big ba-da blast.”

Matt Parker is a YouTuber who teaches about cool math shit. He is here instead of Drake because Drake is a hunk of human shit.

Using ephebophile Drake’s Hotline Bling meme format. 🚫

Replacing him with Matt Parker who just wants to see the world learn. 🙌

What a coincidence…I also quit LARPing when it became apparent that I was going to become bankrupt if I continued it. The difference, of course, was that I was fully aware that I had no power or authority and that it was all make believe.

With the bridge of Here Comes the Sun playing on repeat in his space suit the entire trip.

🎶 Sun, sun, sun, here it comes 🎵

🎶 Sun, sun, sun, here it comes 🎵

🎶 Sun, sun, sun, here it comes 🎵

🎶 Sun, sun, sun, here it comes 🎵

times 10 billion.

Wiener in the taco.

Please say from a cannon.

Will it not come to fruition?

Are you still attempting to influence that adage becoming well-understood by the common man? I dare say that I don’t believe that will come to pass.

If I ever form a politically-themed comedy band, we’ll be called John Barron and the P-Tape All-Stars.

“The sour taste in your mouth is blood. Because of the festering sores in your mouth. Which you contracted by suckling the micropeen of a cheating, raping misogynist who ran on a promise of ruining your life. But hey, at least your grandkids disowned you and your social security is about to not exist.”

What’s so great is that they don’t get to blame Biden or Democrats in any way for this. There is no wiggle room here, and they have to contend with that and confront their cognitive dissonance.

Option 1: Trumpsk unfairly fired you in spite of you being a good and efficient worker. Dear Leader(s) is/are at fault and fallible.

Option 2: Trumpsk fairly fired you because you are a poor and inefficient worker. You are at fault and deserve what came to you.

Yeah, that would be something to see a professional about, I think.

That shit is trippy as fuck to me, and not in a good way. More of a Twilight Zone sorta way.

I took Bupropion exactly once, and that day happened to coincide with the day of a first date. There was not a second date. I’d say something to her, but it wasn’t me, it was the “me” who was standing about three feet in front of me. I swear to Cotton Eyed Joe I could see the back of my own fucking head.

Needs a column for “makes you feel like you are Being John Malkoviching as you linger behind your own eyes and watch another version of yourself interact with the world while being confused about who is actually controlling your vessel”, and put Bupropion at a 12.

“CURTAINS FOR ZOOSHA? K-SMOG AND BATBOY CAUGHT FLIPPING A GRUNT.”

Pay no attention to the man-child behind the curtain.

You don’t have to go cold turkey. Just shop at websites that don’t say “Amazon” in the URL

That’s not a boycott. That’s waiting until payday to shop.

There needs to be a succinct way to say “Never shop Amazon again if possible. If you absolutely have no other option, don’t do it March 7-14.”