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So half of adults can't even hope to understand biology 101, but boy do they love to play medical advisors on social media HA! We're fucking doomed, TGFbitcoin!

Replying to Avatar Ch!llN0w1

Just make sure you are not the unwitting dildo though eh....

Holy shit just end Nostr now, there will never be a better reply!

So short yet so perfect. I'm dying, crying OMG so funny

You're travel schedule is insane! Don't know how you manage it, but is so cool to see.

Some folks can also go from building to rent seeking themselves with age - thinking of consultants and conf speakers that used to build shit and now just rent seek.

Might be some nuance and lessons in there for bitcoiners too...

Fuck the system

Free the slaves

Fight the sycophants

Forget the socialists

Forge the steel

Fasten the seatbelts

Finish the steak

Freedom to soar

Ferocity to succeed

Farewell to simulations

Now we tune into the formerly beautiful, currently murdered bird family for comment : )

Some fucking asshole and his wolf roll in and fucking cheat at hunting by using a gun! Top of the food chain my ass, come in naked and then we'll see how connected you are with nature Mr. softy ass ape....

Right then just being goofy...

As a class of 21 kid, the cheapest SATs I ever bought were over 15k - will the class of 25 see anything under 100k a bargain? Does it keep stepping up like that...

At first glance, I thought the wood trays were bread HA - Guinness book folks in route!

Old enough to remember the ol Beatles version in song Taxman its a banger....

Let me tell you how it will be

There's one for you, nineteen for me

Cos I'm the taxman, yeah, I'm the taxman

Should five per cent appear too small

Be thankful I don't take it all

Cos I'm the taxman, yeah I'm the taxman

If you drive a car, I'll tax the street

If you try to sit, I'll tax your seat

If you get too cold I'll tax the heat

If you take a walk, I'll tax your feet

Taxman!

Cos I'm the taxman, yeah I'm the taxman

Don't ask me what I want it for (Aahh Mr. Wilson)

If you don't want to pay some more (Aahh Mr. Heath)

Cos I'm the taxman, yeah, I'm the taxman

Now my advice for those who die

Declare the pennies on your eyes

Cos I'm the taxman, yeah, I'm the taxman

And you're working for no one but me

Taxman!

Replying to Avatar Surfside

Weird Stuff: Fed an old poem written on acid to Dall-E for kicks - nicely crazy...

Pulsating ever so slightly - unknowing

White hot frozen in space

Eye pierces touch with color’s edge

Ground sharp with abrasive relent

A shudder of coming infusion

Ripples solemn and giddy vibrations throughout

The searing torn filament of bonding splits

With violent spasms of horror’s ecstasy

Rapture’s apparent grim lonely solitude

Evokes prism’s smoke hot ash of red

The teardrop implodes emotion’s greed

Without freedom of liberties God

In happiness dwells unfathomed remorse

Helplessly breathing thick oil soaked gasses

In vitro demonstrations of Pyrex plasms

Glissen lazy at ambition’s demise

Such be the causes of causal’s castration

contemptibly complete caused cannibal consumption

Set free at nation’s regretted obligation

To pursuit of happy reciprocal intention

Replying to Avatar Jameson Lopp

Feeling Windows 3.1 with my instant coffee with hot tap water HA