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Honestly, I’m convinced it wasn’t counterfeit. The police refused to show any evidence of the bill other than a single photograph. If they actually had it they would have been parading that on fox 24/7. But, yes, even of he had knowingly used a counterfeit bill that doesn’t justify execution, let some extra judicial execution.
I thought we couldn’t use Linux because people don’t want to use a command prompt.
That stick was excellent for Descent.
It’s just common sense that there are two classes of people in the world. Those the law protects but does not bind, and those the law binds but does not protect.
From the downvotes I can tell some jimmies are still very rustled.
It’s a decent replacement for buttermilk if you don’t have any for a recipe. Don’t ask how I’m able to tell you since I’m (dead).
If that were actually the case wouldn’t we want them sold here at a loss so we could drain resources from the Chinese government.
Top right looks scared, which is fitting.
They want to make that illegal too. Silly peasant, sex is for rich people. The rich can have any kind of sex they want.
That’s the thing with harbor freight stuff. It might be great at a lower price, and last forever, or it might be the worst piece of garbage imaginable but you aren’t out too much money to find out.
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See, there’s your problem. If you work more. Say, twelve hours a day seven days a week, like I was just doing. You don’t get any chance to feel emotions, just sleep and work. It works even better if your schedule 7PM to 7AM. After a couple of days you don’t even really know where you are anymore.
Until a man is twenty-five, he still thinks, every so often, that under the right circumstances he could be the baddest motherfucker in the world. If I moved to a martial-arts monastery in China and studied real hard for ten years. If my family was wiped out by Colombian drug dealers and I swore myself to revenge. If I got a fatal disease, had one year to live, devoted it to wiping out street crime. If I just dropped out and devoted my life to being bad. Hiro used to feel that way, too, but then he ran into Raven. In a way, this is liberating. He no longer has to worry about trying to be the baddest motherfucker in the world. The position is taken.
Oatmeal needs to be hot, and quinoa is horrible.
India must be gearing up for some genocide of their own.