I cared more about the first part of the meme than the second part.
>a fucking retard billionaire or government salting the upper atmosphere with high albedo particles without talking to anyone about it
Oops, that was totally an accidental outcome that we didn't intend.
I will now block your blockbot.
>Wagie tango got a lock on me from down the isle.
>Deploying "I know more than you" flares and initiating evasive maneuvers.
What's wrong? Wussy spice baby can't handle being rushed into the ER to have a few wittle inches of lower bowel surgically removed?
Someone is going to actually market their preworkout to autists like this someday.
Assad vs Trannies: a compilation.
Did it wreak havoc on your GI afterwards?
I have a medium-low spice tolerance and the 2x is literally inedible for me. Even diluting the broth didn't help.
Satan's syrup.
Smack ain't got nothin' on corn syrup.
>Spree
Now that takes me back. I can feel the mangled tongue and roof of my mouth like it was yesterday.
Save yourself.
The context for that is probably in one of the other posts in this 22-part epic.
>Notice rolls of smarties in the checkout candy selection.
>Think about how I haven't eaten smarties in probably the better part of two decades
>Buy three of the big rolls
>Roll 1: bretty gud.
>Roll 2: my cravings for flavored sugar tablets are quickly waning
>Roll 3: unopened. I now have a lifetime supply of smarties.
>Uh...where did you say you got this weed again?
If only he'd taken the leaky poopy express through one of those wealthy lizard people towns peppered all over that state.