I hate that they actually became valuable over the years. I gave all my Pokémon cards (and my crystal game boy color) to some kid in my neighborhood when I out grew them. I at least hope he had fun with that stuff.

The bar I used to work at just had a bunch of toilets in full enclosed stalls, a urinal section around the corner from that, and then communal sinks

Imma need a chemist to tell me if it’s possible to actually break down a human body and extract the microplastics from it

The bane of everyone who’s ever played Plague Inc

Bum bum baaaaah, bum bum baaaah, bum bum bah bah baaah, bum bum bah bah baaaah, bah bum bum baaaaah

At this point he doesn’t have to, if she did say anything he would just say it’s a lie, his entire base would believe him, and after three days in the news cycle we’d be on to the next thing.

“Man” maybe? “Holy shit that sucks, man”

It’s not just what it’s fed, it’s also what it’s told to regurgitate.

Can revive the dead