We voted to give the justices lifetime appointments and no code of ethics. We also voted for the only option to remove them is impeachment or a constitutional ammendment.
"Please will you plead guilty to our case? That's OK if not. Here's a fine worth 0.000001% of your annual profit."
I know I shouldn't be surprised, but is some collection of ghouls really monetizing shaded areas?
What walmart post?
The works of the roots of the vines, of the trees, must be destroyed to keep up the price, and this is the saddest, bitterest thing of all. Carloads of oranges dumped on the ground. The people came for miles to take the fruit, but this could not be. How would they buy oranges at twenty cents a dozen if they could drive out and pick them up? And men with hoses squirt kerosene on the oranges, and they are angry at the crime, angry at the people who have come to take the fruit. A million people hungry, needing the fruit- and kerosene sprayed over the golden mountains. And the smell of rot fills the country. Burn coffee for fuel in the ships. Burn corn to keep warm, it makes a hot fire. Dump potatoes in the rivers and place guards along the banks to keep the hungry people from fishing them out. Slaughter the pigs and bury them, and let the putrescence drip down into the earth.
There is a crime here that goes beyond denunciation. There is a sorrow here that weeping cannot symbolize. There is a failure here that topples all our success. The fertile earth, the straight tree rows, the sturdy trunks, and the ripe fruit. And children dying of pellagra must die because a profit cannot be taken from an orange. And coroners must fill in the certificate- died of malnutrition- because the food must rot, must be forced to rot. The people come with nets to fish for potatoes in the river, and the guards hold them back; they come in rattling cars to get the dumped oranges, but the kerosene is sprayed. And they stand still and watch the potatoes float by, listen to the screaming pigs being killed in a ditch and covered with quick-lime, watch the mountains of oranges slop down to a putrefying ooze; and in the eyes of the people there is the failure; and in the eyes of the hungry there is a growing wrath. In the souls of the people the grapes of wrath are filling and growing heavy, growing heavy for the vintage.
M'lord, I inked a fable about the cyberwagon. Surely the commoners will come 'round once they realize the wagon isn't a disgusting heap of junk.
My first thought was Margaret Thatcher, she seemed humorless. The other three could be the streamer xQc so he could play the shock value cards, Don Jr. because he would laugh even when he doesn't get the joke, and Andrew Tate because he'd start asking about people's Bugattis when his card didn't win.
Thanks for the explaination, I have a new found appreciation for that emoji lmao
I think its signifies a debate pervert, but i could be wrong. While we're asking questions about emojis, what's the source for the 
? I want to subject myself to psychic damage.
Get the fuck out of here you ableist shit heel. Holy hell you reek of 
tankie" energy.