A can of beer and a beer kozie. If that counts as one, gimme another can of beer.

Please. You have at least 10.1^78 hours unplayed in your Steam account.

I dunno. My favorite punk band just canceled their American tour…

What’s black and white and red all over?

Ordinary people do fucked up shit when fucked up shit becomes ordinary.

I am a dwarf and I’m digging a hole

Diggy diggy hole

Digging a hole.

I call it The Subtle Art of Shutting the Fuck Up.

Are they going to make it funny again? Or will it be as exhausting as season 3?

Mine autocorrects “the” to “ther” sometimes. Not even a damn word.

Maaaaybe an Alfa, but I’m not buying a damn Fiat.

Beer is arguably the foundation of human society. Grain (and the harvesting of it) is a building block of civilization, and beer is inextricably linked to that.

Right. I’m not gonna drink a cup of it, but I fucking love vinegar in a balanced flavor pallette. Hell, maybe even a bit unbalanced. The other day we had a hazmat spill at work and used vinegar to neutralize it. Smelled so goddamn good I had to make buffalo chicken for dinner.

What happens if we have a scandal about water?

Metalheads. The nicest people in the world cosplaying as the toughest.

Nobody should be surprised. The Nazi’s ideas of eugenics were born in America. In 1939 the second-largest Nazi party was in America. A lot of Americans at the time thought we should be fighting for the other side.

Mmmm. Don’t forget the Sriracha.

Don’t do the Nazis’ job for them.

I wish nothing but pain for this fuckhead. May he develop dementia and circle the drain for years, living in a puddle of his own mess, then die alone and sobbing the day before he would get the power to dissolve the trust.

Even writing in the dirt on a new car can fuck up the clear coat.

Harambee was our anchor being. Everything’s been fraying at the edges since that day.