Outback Trading Low Rider Duster.

Good duckie duckie!

Look, it’s a squirrel!

Add a disk and migrate to raid 6.

Well, you can stuff your wounds with the silky smooth sand and shards institutional toilet paper, me, I’ll be looking like a Yeti with all those tampon strings…Damn!

Good call. I like that.

Yup, I’m guessing that’ll do it all right. Knit a few pairs of socks, and just normalize the world away!

This is why we are doomed. People take a look at the dumpster fire that’s life now and say, “Have you tried knotting socks and not being sad?”

Myself, I reply with what I hope is understanding and compassion, and say, “Yes indeed, things look bleak. You, unknown internet person, are not alone in feeling this way”

Chicory. Nice pic!!!

I lost my best friend to Hastags in 'Nam. Keep em off my lawn!!!

Excellent. We’ll done.

Love it!!!

Put ground cinnamon on your soil. It kills the larvae.

I went the other way, built my house out of structural pigs…

Those and round phone jacks about every 10 feet or so. There’s a phone jack in the hallway! Not even connected to a landline anymore. And because we opted for the ultra-deluxe old home, an intercom system that made a zapping noise accompanied by a perfect little curl of smoke when we turned it on for the first time. Yeeeehaaaaaa!!!