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You know, I don’t wanna sound like a queer or nothin’, but I think Depeche Mode is a sweet band.

They definitely did it to make you cringe.

Source: Am a secondary math teacher/parent and do shit like this all the time to make my students/children cringe.

You’re not the weird ones. I used to have joint accounts with my then-wife, but I’ll never do that again. Mainly because I will never marry again (ridiculous concept if you ask me - the government charging you money so that they can approve your relationship is bananas to me, and then paying them more to dissolve it if it doesn’t work out), but also because I haven’t met many people out there who manage their own money well, so why would I ever put them in a position of control over the money I earn?

Nuken in de Keuken Club.

“I don’t claim ownership over any part of this video by 20th Century Fox.”

Loving this meme format.

I edited my comment for clarification purposes.

I had edited my comment. It originally said 7-11 doesn’t sell wine (at all), but I realized the lyrics needed more specificity for the joke to hit harder.

Lyrics

Unfortunately, they haven’t had my favorite pinot noir there for the past 55 years.

Edit: Is joke. Lyrics to Hotel California: “So I called up the Captain, ‘Please bring me my wine.’ He said, ‘We haven’t had that spirit here since 1969.’”

I will admit to being new to Oregon after getting here from DFW about 10 days ago. And I have been trying to balance driving safely while admiring the views with being mindful of other drivers and allowing them to pass on the left when a turn-out area (or whatever they’re called) presents itself on mostly-one-lane-each-direction roads.

But sometimes, man, these people wanna go 25 miles over the limit on winding mountain roads. I’ll go 10, maybe 15 mph over when it’s safe to do so and I’m going with the flow of traffic. But I’m new to the state, new to mountain driving, and have no idea the prominence of cops and staties and their speeding ticket quotas in this place. Basically, if you see my Texas plate, please don’t ride my ass…I’ll move over as soon as I can!

Well done, with ketchup. Just like his hamberders.

Srsly, when you go this mfing hard, you put a salami wherever the hell you want.

Send a salami to your game boy in the army.

Omfg Merlin was the bommmmmb.

I actually know this dude. His name is Bradley Cunningham. He lived a couple streets over and was my brother’s age when they were like 10 (I was 13). He was a whiny little bastard, but of course I went to hang out at his house because they had a pool and every NES game you could ever want to play. He was always 1st player and on the NES Max controller; everyone else had to take turns with each other, either on his janky classic controller or the NES Advantage (which, despite being great for arcade games, was obnoxious with most other games).

Bradley would always insist on getting his way. If he wasn’t winning or didn’t get to use the exact pool noodle he wanted to use like right when he wanted to use it, he’d cry out “DADD-EH!!!”, because he knew his dad would ask us kindly to go home because he was a shit parent who didn’t want to deal with the headache of putting out kid fires and oh wait that’s not Bradley Cunningham, sure looks like him though.

That’s the one. There was a Wild West game as well.

Maybe he should buy Alphabet and rename their search engine.

He’d probably do it because of his hatred for “aLphABeT PeOpLE!” like his own kid. That fucking prick. If he were on fire, I’d piss on him, but not at the base of the flames.