There is a zero percent chance that someone hasn’t named a bobcat bob.

Anyone in San Diego want to do more than just talk about it?

Me too. Want to start a magazine with me?!

She sounds fun.

The more they dig the more we rebel. I want to keep fighting.

It’s USA’s party and he’s trying to be the center of attention as usual. He acts like he’s not friends with Mexico but keeps buying drugs from him. Canada, USA’s nicer little brother is talking to all the other countries. Part of Canada is trans and wants to be like France. France is a little stuck up, but not that much. She only talks to USA about niche music genres and movies. Otherwise she doesn’t really like USA. England is drunk and trying to fuck all of his exes. Germany brought some really good beer and is a really nice guy, but no one forgets that he used to be an asswipe. Italy is refined but also a little unorganized. He is well dressed and good looking. On and off relationship with France. Thailand is a huge slut. Congolese guys are super well dressed. Spain isn’t talking to the other Spanish speaking guys except Argentina. Argentina only likes Spain because he’s cool with Italy. Ireland keeps trying to fight England, but otherwise is cool with everyone at the party. Ireland is very well liked but takes a swing a England whenever he can. Scotland is keeping the two separated but agrees that Ireland has a point. Russia is an asshole who will try to finger your asshole, but lies to you about it. Brazil is a little bit dangerous, but also sexy as hell. Her and Colombia won’t stop dancing. Somehow Colombia manages to sell drugs to Mexico while she’s dancing. Japan is cute, weird, and good at everything. Very nice person. Everyone has forgotten how they used to be an asswipe. Australia really likes bad haircuts. Also trying to fuck all of Englands exes. New Zealand is a wearing the same clothes as Australia, but maintains that it’s not Australia. Greece shouts a lot. Anything that you talk about they claim to have invented it. They’re not always wrong.

God is dead. His pretenders are next.

Born into a Christian trailer park with only two choices? Why not do both.

Reddit is fucked. I have a stash of memes to post when it’s time to brigade.

No but it’s a matching tattoo with my bff’s trucking logo. The space bee episode is our favorite and we both watch them out of order so that we catch an unseen episode when we do season rewatches. I still don’t know if I’ve seen every episode and I like it that way.

Fuk yeah

I don’t doubt it. It probably sucked also, but being able to truly getaway from it all was probably also peaceful.

I have a futurama tattoo. Do I qualify?

Look. I know what the majority opinion is. But I loved Hardknocks. Last season is nominated for an Emmy. Plus would we have love Jamaal or Rodrigo the same without it? Come on. Let’s do it again.

At least your neighbor’s dog is American. My neighbor’s dog barks in Mexican Spanish when I get home.

Let’s be honest, for the majority of men it’s going to be a medium missed opportunity.

Reddit turbocharged my startup business. I’m going to miss it for that. I didn’t need Reddit, and I could have survived without someone posting me to a particular city’s sub, but everything changed after it happened.

It’s still fun and hard to think about because I had truly convinced myself that I was an idiot and that I was going to fail at life. I lived with a lot of smart people in college, some of them are very accomplished. When everything happened I felt so vindicated.

Y’all. Forbes wrote about that business. The most significant thing Reddit helped me through was realizing that I wasn’t a failure but that my time hadn’t come yet.

Bravo. Reddit had no idea how much it sucked until 3hrs ago.

Just so we’re clear, on day 3 we brigade?

Same. I got Apollo to try it before it died. Ended up being being the best experience for me. No more he gets us ads. Now I’m happy to be a part of Lemmys next chapter.