Stop listening to people telling us we need to hate each other
It's almost as if our society values opinion over knowledge.
So you go on and on, with this intellectual fly down, your underwear exposed, and toilette paper hanging out the back of your pants.
Some days, it seems to me like the purpose of life is to convert energy into beauty.
Welcome to the degeneration of my mind.
Why is it called Piggie-back riding? I'm not a piggie!