No one should be making permanent, lasting decisions with potentially major impacts on society until after their brain has fully developed- so roughly around age 24.
By which I obviously mean no one under 24 should be allowed to have kids.
cue the Church’s self-righteous and unbearably self-serving indignation
Sit still? Be quiet? Fine.
Consciousness falls inward, a galactic space battle with sapient dinosaurs ensues
“Fuck you all, I’m going back to my cave.”
Exactly this.
I’ve never understood recency bias in friendship. If we’re friends, what does it matter how long its been? Why does a relationship degrade simply because time has elapsed? Is your brain so fickle? Is there no expectation of continuity? Loyalty? Does a treasured item that’s been put in a drawer for a time lose its innate value?
In this regard, I prefer my brain to whatever the hell normative is; I don’t require constant or regular affirmation to remain steadfast in my beliefs.
Warren played Marcus Brutus to Sanders’ Caesar, live on National television.
She’s a wretch. She also falsely claimed native american heritage, which was an out and out lie.
You’re just making an argument for better regulations and testing. Let’s start with elderly drivers, who are no longer physically and mentally capable of the maneuvering required to operate a vehicle at speed. Anyone over 65 should have to retest on a regular schedule. And when they fail, they lose their car too.
And all of this is an argument for effective and reliable PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION.
lol, ok.
Absolutely not. Saw Florida off and let it sink.
Red states are the real welfare queens
The USPS had to explicitly ban the shipping of children in 1914, because people, ya know, shipped their kids, with stamps.
Threats are assault. It’s self defense.
Yah, you scoop away. No slurping. No passing out in the bowl.
The fuck I do. That sounds like you’re just rationalizing your behavior.
By those terms, guess I’ll have to consider that I am not an adult, despite being an Oregon Trail millennial.
Super Mario Bros, origin story
This would make an awesome tattoo
Hank knew he could only hide his urges for so long… that roast was gonna get fucked.
Lemme tell you what Lembas Toast is packin right here, all right. We got 4:11 Positrac outback, 750 double pumper, Elrond intake, bored over to 30, elven to 1 pop-up pistons, turbo jet 390 horsepower. We’re talkin some fuckin muscle.
Have you considered wearing pants?