It’s good to be the king.
I’m a “no, Pepsi isn’t ok” guy, but I’m never drinking Coke again. Because from now on it tastes like kissing Trump’s ass.
I’m gonna dub this print the Poopy.
You two need to get together and enjoy the Christmas vibes!
What if the hives are rent controlled?
The Metamorphosis of a Prime Intellect.
Isn’t the DA position and elected one? How do you blow someone to get a position that the populace of San Francisco vote on?
After you listen to a song, the secret police from the RIAA come and lock it up in a small, dank cell given minimal sustenance, until the next time they can send it to some seedy hotel, suburban home, or automobile, to turn a trick and make them some more money, like some sort of whoo-re for the ears.
Apparently: Them playing our local city square, doing a terrible performance, acting like prima donnas, and then after inviting people to come see them at the merch booth after the show, then never showing up.