It’s like a “Where’s Waldo”. The longer you look at it the more weird shit you see.
Pictured: The moment everything went off the fucking rails. (2016, colorized)
I work in training and development and almost had a stroke today when someone showed me some new material for new hires that essentially said, ‘to get promoted you should volunteer to do more work’. Uh, no. We’re not asking people to work for free, take that out. Forget it ever existed. Fucks sake.
He looks like he could use a venti covfefe.
I have questions that I should probably keep to myself…
CPAC is definitely a Nazi bar.
What in the demented word salad hell did I just read?
My kids already call me bruh.
“Am I so out of touch? No it must be the voters who are wrong.” -Bob Good, probably
Have I personally avoided going to the hospital? Absofuckinglutely. Unless I’m in immediate danger of dying I’ll figure it out myself. I’ve superglued more than one nasty cut that probably needed stitches, entirely possible I’ve ignored more than one concussion. Is it smart? Unequivocally and resoundingly not. Do I do it anyway so I can pay my rent? Yep.
What, and I cannot stress this enough, the fuck.
That poor guy’s prison wallet must be tapped out by now.