I dont know… let’s see… 15 hours ago… I must have been drunker than I thought… I apparently did some drunk commenting… I better go check on things…

White House ballroom project has become costlier and larger than originally anticipated

Sweeeeet.

Donald Trump encouraged those working on the construction of his new White House ballroom project to disregard traditional permitting, zoning, and code requirements, according to a new report.

Meh, screw those nerd pencil pushers. Some are born to scrutinize, some are born to boogy. A ballroom is for boogying, not scrutinizing.

OP is an alleged crocodile fucker. Could he face prosecution for allegedly not paying child support for a young promising child croc in honor roll?

Damn libs…

Its funny. Look. This comic was made in 2010. Feels like yesterday. Has anything changed since?

But in 1990, 1975 felt like ages long ago with clothing, culture and music far separated. People were still landing on the moon in the 70s, but after the 90 started no one even cared about space anymore… the 70s had the cold war, the 90s had some cold sores(herpes). The 70s had landlines, the 90s had cellphones. In the 70s you asked your grandma, in the 90s you asked jeeves… anyway… silly.

Yo I haven’t played PZ in like 5+ years, and it looks awesome. Cars? For real?

Im a psychic and empath. Or psychipath

What? How do you get that?

while bodily training is of some value

Pretty straight forward yeh? It is of value.

Do you remember the story of Sampson? Im sure that dude was built like a brick house.

I feel weirdly familiar with matt and trey. Im almost as old as those two, and growing up my brothers and friends had very similar taste in humor, or it would seem so at least.

I imagine they are good bros to have anyways.

There isnt a chapter in the Bible against getting ripped.

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Let’s see… both males portrayed suck… who cares about corvettes anyway. And then he burns rubber…

Thats wildly incorrect.

If you care to know why, just ask me.

It is possibly unbelievable. I have made it back. My old account filled with love doesnt seem to exist anymore? Somehow? I see cracks forming… I see diligence waining, resolve degraded, and persistence fleeting…

Where is our foundation? Where is your foundation?

With out something solid to build upon, our structures should be built to float, and fly.