I wish the bear ate shit. It shat all over my ginseng in my garden

I’ve had a bear eat all my sugar snap peas and shit in my garden, does that count?

The first friend I made in preschool was different from me. Damn bigots

they failed to see that in order to peacefully coexist they first had to absorb most of the west’s manufacturing capacity.

They never had a chance to even negotiate with the International bourgeoisie in the first place!

The RSFSR was literally being invaded by Entente and Central power exeditionary armies from day one and the Soviet Union from the day it was founded was under a cruel international economic siege as well.

Peace was never an option as the only offer was unconditional surrender.

No we use the Докторская колбаса school of analysis

Hey I’m not drunk!

If you payed closer attention

Real challenge right there.

Its basically a sauce Béchamel but with cheese, real tasty stuff when you make it just right, and really flexible for using in a variety of dishes.

Yeah, I use the French sauce Mornay as a base for the casserole, so yeah get ready to turn your blood into butter

I’m more of a green bean casserole person, mainly because I make my own from scratch and go all-out making it as tasty as humanly possible.

Which means it’s incredibly unhealthy. But sacrifices must be made once in a while I suppose.

Very interesting write up. I’ll have to put that book on my to-read list. Thank you for sharing this kernel of knowledge!

STATE AND REVOLUTION

Casual Cannibal sandwich eaters unite!

(For the record I do not consume nor condone the consumption of those particular Midwestern treats)

looks at my own account age

Nah bro I think we’re all one month old bot accounts personally ran by the standing committee of the Politburo of the People’s Republic of China and the standing committee of the Supreme People’s Assembly of the People’s Republic of Korea

That would be your response to fascism encroaching on the platform you use?

You already know the answer

Hello me, I’m you.

I’ve basically burned out and mostly spend my time doing my historical research and other hobbies, heck I’ll even take long periods off to touch grass, sand, mountain rocks, and so forth just to actually reconnect with reality. Like I’m learning table or card games just to play with friends, coworkers, and acquaintances and delving into the whole apolitical Americana culture damn near everyone lives and I’ve slowly started to realize the entirety of online culture is so toxically abnormal and unhuman that telling people to touch grass has taken on a while new level of meaning.