Thank you! Genuinely, that means a lot to hear. I’ve never heard anyone compliment my prose, but it’s something I value a lot in other literature, and have a hard time getting into novels that are lacking it.

I’ve been wanting/trying to write a fiction book for years, but I have a horrible habit of knocking out a few pages and then getting into my own head and picking apart my work. I’ll end up reworking it sentence by sentence until I hate whatever’s left. Your nice comment makes me want to try again. All the best to you!

My kid is the only one in the cul-de-sac with Minecraft. We have quite the popular couch this month.

Sweet. Get Luigi on the phone.

Thanks! Very kind of you to say.

Ah, the old Coon Hill Rd. special. Grew up near a wooded country road that was full of trash like this. People apparently came from all around the township to dump their trash and furniture up and down this road, and the county never bothered to clean it up. My family was never down with that, but my dad used to catch possums in his livetraps and relocate them on this exact road. I guess he didn’t know how beneficial it was to have possums around. Coon Hill may have been lined with trash, but it was likely 100% tick free.

I had to do a school project once where we took disposal cameras and snapped photos of things that we found beautiful, and things we found ugly. I knocked out almost all of the ugly ones just on Coon Hill, but I did snap a few beautiful ones off the beaten path a bit. It was in the dead of winter and mostly snow and rotting vegetation, but beautiful enough at the right time of day. There was a duality down Coon Hill.

I swear I wasn’t a redneck, but it sure sounds like it.

Immigration Canada wanted proof of my wife and I’s relationship, so we dumped a packet of printed call logs on them as thick as a novel. Skype certainly served its purpose.

“Tell me… Do you believe in spy fiction?”, Cotton asked condescendingly back during Trump’s Russian collusion investigation. Stupid fucking cunt.

Do you recall which ones scored the highest?

I’m interested in this one also. I like the look of it. Currently a long-time Pixel user, but I’m open to other options. It will take a truly good camera to pull me away, though.

Holy fuck. This comment… Gold does not exist on this platform, but surely there is something worthy to offer.

He uses that shirt to lay flat on the floor of the roller rink arcade and hide until after hours. All the games are free then.

Immigration Canada: “Prove to us that your marriage is genuine. Prove that it wasn’t for immigration purposes.”

My wife and I: “You sure you want that?”

Immigration Canada: “Make with the proof.”

My wife and I: 400 pages, front and back, of Skype call logs/timestamps. A fucking literal ream of paper

They’re all orange down here, Georgie…

Macho Pillow. It’s a big dick bicep shaped pillow for strong, conservative men. Nothing sexual.

Guess my boy’s been bouncin’ on it too hard.

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He’s a bucky little fuck with dead eyes and a forced smile who practices philanthropy for clout, but up until recently you couldn’t criticize him because of the philanthropy – even when pointing out that said philanthropy is weird and immoral when it’s only being done for fame and self-promotion. Due to this paradox, he had everyone in a sort of stalemate. Fortunately, a lot has since come out about him being a sociopathic piece of human shit, so now we can kick him while he’s down.

I was watching Despicable Me with my daughter yesterday and was struck by how we will never see much variation or artistic style in animated movies ever again. They all just look like Pixar/DreamWorks now.

This is probably the most I believe a stranger has ever agreed so vehemently with my opinion. I feel blessed that someone else disdains him (and his performance) as much as I do. I shared the same opinion on other social media in the past and people either tell me I have a problem, or that the character is supposed to be obnoxious. But I think it’s deeper than that. Fuck Dwayne Johnson.