wanker!! j/k. your ok. your cool :)

I won’t ever take a MAGA seriously ever again. The whole literal “just make things up and try to bludgeon me over the head with them” literally, no value or utilization of sincerity, the whole “NOT CARING,” rather “NOT GIVING FUCKING RATS FUCKING ASS ABOUT ANYTHING OR ANYONE” thing, nope.

I won’t do it. Your fucking jokes of human beings, probably can’t read above a 6th grade level, and probably rape your sister. Can’t give a fuck about giving a fuck about taking you seriously, ever again about fucking ANYTHING.

Hey I appreciate your thoughtful and insightful response. While I am hesitant to agree entirely, especially in an empirical sense, I think much of your statement is probably very accurate and I certainly am not able to confidently state anything to the contrary, on the fly, at this time. I will keep your ideas in mind and I do thank you for some ideas to chomp on.

I kinda want to resist your confident statements regarding the similarities, but honestly I can’t refute what you stated off the top of my head. And upur rebuttal of the “both sides a0re same” schtick is much appreciated, and well stated.

I honestly am surprised by your considerate and thoughtful response. I do a lot of snarkey and thoughtless responses to what I feel are insincere or flimsy ideas presented everywhere, and rarely do I get a response as kind and thorough, solid as yours.

Keep up the food work 8)

You have no idea? Might want to check that out. May have been born without a useful chunk of your brain. Just concerned about you.

I respectfully disagree. Any attempt to frame both parties as the same is a big fat down vote from me. You sound insightful and intelligent though.

My understanding of melantonin is its something you wanna regulate and spread out, like maybe once a week. When I took it in combination with a zinc pill, man I would be in walking dream mode before I even got to my bunk.

I did some reading at the time about the zinc and melotonin, and I could be confusing the mexhanism and effects of the two.

Or I might be entirely wrong and I thank you, and you other guys for calling me out.

I am too lazy to read up on this right now so while I would be wary of combining the two, it might be ok and I might just be wrong .

I have had a long day and gonna zonk now without any supplement heh. Thanks for replying, I prefer to be corrected and its always fun learning I have been wrong my entire life about something, heh

this is dangerous.

I agree. I am supposed to be just peachy with and validate some notion they are discussing this or any matter in good faith, while they are voting to kill my healthcare, prop up Russia, just so they can be racist? While “cleverly” refusing to sincerely discuss anything, adamantly trying to gaslight sincere prople with whatever the Russian propaganda of the hour is?

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Fair enough! So they are trying to get out of paying for a double! I understand now. Tell them the glass is actually half empty!!! lol

Fair enough! Tell them it’s actually half empty! I can see your point. So they are trying to get out of paying for a double!

I ask for no ice because pop is pretty cold when it comes out anyways and I hate watered down pop. Also if I take it home I can put it in the fridge … and it doesnt get watered down.

u ran my comment thru an ai autocapitalizer whoooptie whoooop, brute

nuance matters. brute

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And when the dawn breaks, soft and clear, The spiders fade, they disappear. A secret kept, a tale untold, Of teenage spiders, brave and bold.

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