The current obsession with Ranch Water is absolutely hilarious. It’s a tequila soda, get over yourselves. Plus Jarritos Mineragua > Topo Chico all day.
This is so funny to me. These aren’t twists on Ranch Waters, they are tequila highballs. I’ve got a great twist on a whiskey-rocks, it’s called a Manhattan. punchdrink.com/articles/ranc…
Big announcement from the Biden administration today: it will give Steve Jobs and John McCain posthumous presidential medals of freedom whitehouse.gov/briefing-room…
I love amateur cook twitter. Just pure freedom. Technique, who needs it, it’s holding you back. Does this even taste good together? Who knows, put it out chef. I love you lil guys
My personal favorite today was a “chili burger” that as far as I can tell was a beef patty with whole kidney beans folded in. No actual chili in sight. Also the bottom bun was an eastern med cucumber salad. Like, unironically love it. Unfettered creative chaos.
No one is defending Clarence Thomas you absolute tool. They are pointing out that a white person calling a black person an *ncle t*m is not ok under any circumstances. It’s not our place. The audacity to say this to a black person who called you out for it is WILD.
Lol Clarence Thomas only cares about his own power & wealth, so to come here to defend his white supremacist/neo-Nazi oppressor ass is super fucked up. He doesn’t care how much you suffer or if you even live or die
They’re “caricatures” of ppl like that who really do exist. You’re gonna try to tell that it’s not a thing at all? It’s not a real thing that happens under this system when a marginalized person throws other members of their marginalized group under the bus, so they gain power???
A young squirrel has been breaking into my house. I woke up to a squirrel looking at me from my nightstand. A merry little chase ensued. About an hour later I hear some crashing and the little fucker is in my kitchen like a bushy tailed Ratatouille.
It was a mystery. Until this morning when I caught him in the act. Little guy was chewing his way through a screen to get in an open window. Not cool, but I respect his determination to get at my corn chips.
I think I may need to just leave a bowl out on my porch with some food for him like an offering to a mischievous house fairy. Also, since he clearly has no plans to stop I’m probably gonna need a name. Robin Goodfellow seems appropriate all things considered.
I don’t think I truly understood what being left breathless truly meant before today. And let me tell you brother, it’s not a feeling I would wish on anyone.
I’m here for the women who get abortions just because they want to. No explanation. If she does not want to be pregnant, that’s a good enough reason to me. I truly do not care. I’m done playing this morality game.