The real romance story is always in the comments.

the Bacon Centre of Excellence

I’m sorry, but what.

Are you me? lol

A friend recently told me something that has really helped:

• We will all die one day and things will keep chugging along; accept it.
• Do not jeopardize your personal well being nor that of the people who matter to you; you’re boss won’t remember all the late nights, but you loved ones will.
• Keeping with that: be picky with your time. Chose and accept work which you bring unique value to. If someone else can do it, let them, and if the work must get done, then someone will do it.

Pro-tip: three or more cats are called a clowder. the more you know

I AM A SURGEON DOCTOR HAN.

Absolute shambles, yowch.

Where’s the beef?!

Mr. Simms: Do you have any experience?

Robbie: No, sir, I have no experience but I’m a big fan of money. I like it, I use it, I have a little. I keep it in a jar on top of my refrigerator. I’d like to put more in that jar. That’s where you come in.

macro imagine

what about micro pene?

Beans, bean, the magical fruit, The more you eat, the more you toot, So eat your beans and have a good meal, And remember to fart after every meal.

That’s my regional variation.

Is Tiff happy yet?

Being Canadian is, like, a state of mind, eh. Welcome

I observed that crazy transition too. I think the big question was whether it was coincidental/series of unfortunate decisions/mistakes that led to it, or if it was a concerted effort by a group.

Greetings shitlords, fellow Canadians.