Just yesterday some dipshit told me he defended our community by being in the U.S. military. So I called him a baby killer, and now half of my neighborhood hates me. Even though once a week my comrades pour in and we literally Food-Not-Bombs them some of the best food (by their own words) they’ve ever eaten.
One of these days I am going to die of irony poisoning.
Just yesterday some dipshit told me he defended our community by being in the U.S. military. So I called him a baby killer, and now half of my neighborhood hates me. Even though once a week my comrades pour in and we literally Food-Not-Bombs them some of the best food (by their own words) they’ve ever eaten.
One of these days I am going to die of irony poisoning.