

I mean, that’s kind of what I’m saying. See if they’re in hiding or if we finally fucking licked it, and if we did and there are no other existential threats we can put all the boards with nails in them in a box until Kodos the Merciless comes


I mean, that’s kind of what I’m saying. See if they’re in hiding or if we finally fucking licked it, and if we did and there are no other existential threats we can put all the boards with nails in them in a box until Kodos the Merciless comes


It’s the implied “of ebola” that tastes of unyin.


Wait, which who? Because the US has done that a few times (it didn’t blow up, or was subcritical I read it fifteen years ago okay I thought they recovered the bomb the US whoopsied but I could be wrong)


I’m reminded of a comedy song from the 90s about the amazing Hugo Zacchini (I know, way to change gears) that, well, here are some of the lyrics.
There was Hugo
And there was Hugo
There was Hugo all over the place
I gotta go listen to that again, but I forgot to bring my headphones to bed and if I get out of bed I’m gonna eat a bowl of salsa.
Anyways, my point before I got distracted is that war just leaves people in pieces.


True, but antiproliferation is still the ideal. Just, you don’t disarm during a war or with the threat of fascism. Maybe those of us who survive can see, twenty years after we’ve dealt with putain and bibi and trump, whether the “nuclear umbrella” is still needed or if we can go back to being dipshit peaceniks.
depends. how much coffee is in those primitive aliens?
Yeah, and I know you meant your whoopsie was an “oops that bomb we dropped was supposed to be conventional”. My whoopsie is “dammit George Dubya you gotta put the fuckin safety on or it will just roll out of the damn plane when you aren’t looking”. I was just being obnoxious for conversations sake