I haven’t checked these tracks, but i imported the playlist to youtube.

Ooo, you get it. These are good choices, I’ve added them as well.

Would you like a playlist in these trying times?

Maintain eye contact, eat the card. Let them know you want to make a scene.

There was a kid in high school who almost got suspended because he kept on yelling this at random times.

Pipe down, not sure what gave you that idea

Can someone explain the love their breadsticks get?

To me they’re the most bland, unseasoned hunks or frozen dense bread in food, but people go crazy for them?

Like the universe antagonizing them in the form of petty enemies who talk shit… who get all up in my goddamn shit.

Take my photo pretty mama

Bunda? Is that what you’re subliminating at me?

Easy to go broke on tour, especially if you’ve a large band. Definitely helps they’ve their own label. They also seemed to have higher than norm ticket prices when they were in town here.

Guess it’s true, some parts of the US it’s so bad they’ve started freezing assets.

Vegetable. Hit the pan and flames.

I embarrassingly started my first grease fire this weekend.

In my defense I never had used this stove and when I added oil to the pan it was a lot hotter than I was expecting. This was a very hot 5 setting.

I did what you’re supposed to do and just smothered it, though I puckered a little when I couldn’t find the lid at first glance and had to grab a pie tin.

This just one scary side of AI.

The idea of corporate level integration of this stuff is straight out of Black Mirror.

We’re right around the corner from the corpo AI keeping tabs on your pupil dilation as you read your emails. If we aren’t there already.

Recently saw a photo from Ukraine.

It was an abandoned or unoccupied trench. But it had 6 feet of rebar sticking up every few feet in the trench.

From the top of the trench it’s almost invisible.

You keep doing this thing with your eyebrows when you say this and it’s unsettling.

We keep telling you that you cancel all that goodwill out when you give the cashier The Look and announce there’s no need for bags and that you’re putting it all in your cart unprotected.

Used to love fermented shrimp as a kid.

I can’t stand seafood as an adult.

Go figure.

Lightbringer, not Tightbringer.