

Time for lil’ Billy to learn how to slide tackle if he wants the ball!


Time for lil’ Billy to learn how to slide tackle if he wants the ball!
Weed, video games, over eating.
that list used to include drinking alcohol, but I’ve been clean from that for like 7 or 8 years.
When life is going well, I don’t overeat over-game, or smoke weed much. But then holiday season descends upon my life and I’m left with a feeling of “hunker down and survive.” and in so doing, I go back to my comforts of weed, video games, and over-eating.
C’est la vie. I gain and lose 20lbs every year it seems.


Palmer Luckey brony pic

Shit you weren’t kidding


Dang, I want to upgrade my TV for christmas, and was thinking of a nice 65" OLED Samsung, as the “hospitality” TVs of the same size with OLED are like twice the price. I don’t have open WIFI, I use a computer and just the TV as a display, I thought I’d be OK. But I have a soundbar as well, so it’ll be listening to me regardless? Jesus fucking christ. The future we’ve built is terrible.


This guy’s melanin levels is off the chart! It’s over 9000!


“Watch out! He’s got a giant breadstick!”
“He’s comin’ right for us! Release the hounds!”


No, I mean, the “radio announcer” and thus the “news reporter” voice was modeled after the Ohio accent, because it was seen as a non-accent. You’re right that we have one, it’s just so incredibly bland, that it comes across as not one at all.
Here’s an article that goes into further detail
Vizetelly, who established a school for announcers at CBS, was concerned with maintaining the “purity” of American English. In his mind, the Midwest was the place to be—and Ohio in particular.
Vizetelly and other educators felt that broadcasters could evoke trustworthiness and objectivity by imitating the speech of the “heartland.” Eventually, when radio announcers and TV journalists began sounding like they were from the Midwest, the “broadcaster’s dialect” became understood as normal.


well, I mean, it’s a lack of any specific American accent. They don’t sound like they’re from the Appalachia, West/East coast, or Boston, or the south etc. etc. A lot of American television news reporters came from Columbus, Ohio back-in-the-day because we just don’t have a regional dialect.


I mean if I had a magic gun that, when fired, put a bullet into the brain of every trump supporter, I’d empty the clip.
So… yeah, I’d use the death note.
plus on billionaires. hoarding ill-gotten capital while buying politicians to ensure you remain at the top is violence. Dismantling institutions for the poor, crafting an america with income inequality at it’s worse since the great depression, 70,000 americans die every year due to lack of access to health care. That is violence, perpetrated against us all, by republicans, and by corporate capitalists. They let you rot and melingure in poverty, dying in shame for having nothing, that’s akin to torture. A swift death via death note is almost too kind for them.


Just keeping an entire population in a big concentration camp, while occasionally bombing the shit of said concentration camp,
people fight back



The “News Reporter Voice” is actually an Ohio accent. Or rather, the distinct lack of an accent. Add in proper enunciation while projecting calm authority, and BAM! that Ohio non-accent turns into the News Reporter Voice.


hanging chads… shudder


that looks like a great movie, but mine was in Black and White… god it really is seared into my brain


Yeah, I thought I had a good relationship with my landlord, because I’m a great tenant that fixes all my own shit and never bothers them for anything. During the height of COVID, I lost my business, and I asked him if he had any spare work I could do to try to earn some money (didn’t even ask for leniency on rent!) and he never even replied to me.
I was like, “OK, I’m gonna have you fix all the shit now, I’m no longer doin’ squat.”


found the landlord!


There’s three of them that did it for me.
Chucky. Cuz duh, my dad let me watch it when I was far too young, and I had nightmares for weeks.
Return to Oz. The Wizard of Oz sequel that featured a desolate Oz filled with nightmare creatures, and a witch that stole your fucking face.
Some random movie that my older brother and his friends were watching. I came in just in time to see a scene, depicting a female led band on an outdoor stage. A man was brutally beaten in the audience, and the crowd set him on fire. He was desperately rolling around, trying to extinguish the flames, and almost did it, but then the woman lead singer of the band took a swig from a liquor bottle, and spit it out on him. The flames engulfed him, and now he lay motionless. The fear I felt was half from the agony of someone burning alive, and half from the wretched cruelty of the crowd and the lead singer. The mob mentality where nobody helped him, and not just didn’t help him, but made it worse. Fucking horrifying. My first glance into the mind of psychopathy.


FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, VOTE!!
These polls are meaningless, please, for the love of god, fucking VOTE


it was so infuriating watching Gore be all high-minded and noble while conceding way too fucking early when he should have been a pitbull trying to uphold peoples sacred right to vote. Dude was like “well fox news said I lost so might as well just give up.” 🙄 🤡 🤬


I dunno, the adage “the purpose of a bill is what it does,” comes to mind. This could be a glitch that, to republicans in charge of running the election, is a “feature, not a bug.”
Well that fucking sucks.
But his opponent is ashley hinson, a proud trump supporter, so, uh, Vote for the person that’s not her.