32 year old roughneck. I eat pain for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
32 year old roughneck. I eat pain for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
The universe decided it wanted to consider itself.
I think there is a grammatical rule for it, if you refer to a group of multi-gendered subjects you use the male suffix, so “no binario” would be the correct term to use.
I mean, cats are pretty much little space wizards and they know damn well they’ll have to start finding odd cat jobs and paying rent if we catch on to them being more intelligent than us. They got it figured out.
Beast Wars was so dope.
Milk, cinnamon, sugar, raisins. Heat in microwave.
Yum.