

Deep down we are all Social Justice Barbarians


Deep down we are all Social Justice Barbarians
What he failed to mention was they fed the wolves the villagers.



JD Vance maybe dyed his hair to escape a life of crime? To be safe maybe we shouldn’t let him near burgers, couches, or political offices.


But I have no where else to go when I’m taking a shit or bored at work. Won’t you forgive me, so I can stay? 😭
I’m sorry, please don’t make me join the other social medias.


Unfortunately I’m going to go commit suicide and won’t be able to respond further. How could I respond? I’ll be dead after all.
Oh shit did I say suicide, I must have been fucking around this whole time. Yes I think the word is dumb too. Now I’ll go back and edit the original to make this chain confusing.



I’m really trying. But even my image search is filtered (see) and when I type UNALIVE my phone replaces it with UNALIVE.


So what you’re saying is release Trump in deep fake porn so he kills himself?
5 - As the goblin lays facedown in a pool of blood. You discover a bucket full of candy and a cracked plastic mask with the same expression of the goblin you just fought.
“I strike at the bandit with my axe”
“Give me a to hit roll”
“Natural 20!”
“You cleave both targets in half, blood sprays everywhere!”
“Both targets?”
What a horrible day to have eyes.
Unfortunately the best we can do is 1939.
On top of that I get taxed more than some billionaires. I feel like an empty tube of toothpaste where some leech has to squeeze out every little bit.
Creole style “Holy Trinity” is onions, bell pepper, and celery. My first big recipe book was by Chef Prudhomme, cooked a lot of things in that book. Almost all of them started out with sauteing those veggies and than making a roux, Cajun napalm.
As a guy who was limited on cookware. Everything ends up in a big ass pot was very appealing.
Phantasmal Force is great. Used it on a Mini-Boss fighting alongside the Big Bad and then described “a giant goose comes crashing through the skylight, with it’s head low it charges you with a furious ‘HONK!’”
The DM played along a little by rolling to randomize what he swung at each round. Everytime he’d swing at the goose to “keep the illusion” I’d describe that he successfully hacked off a head, but now two more sprouted in its place and the honking intensifies.
The best part was the last sliver of damage he took was from the Phantasmal Force. So in his mind he was slain by a hydra goose.