Instead, support the United Baristas Union because someone with an art degree is making your coffee in the morning with cool little foam designs. Appreciate art, guys. Don’t support a fascist coffee company that is slowly polluting the planet with plastic cups filled with mediocre coffee grinds that were hand picked by slave laborers in South America. That’s why I only support coffee growers that use slave labor from Costa Rica because it’s closer to home and saves on logistics and stuff. I’m good at business so don’t fuck with me, alright.
You know what’s a cash burn? Spending billions of dollars on weapons development to go use them on people who can barely feed themselves just so we can wrangle the energy supply. I’ll bide my time with Tesla Energy and hold out for free electricity in the coming decades.
Except for LSD. It should be required by law for everyone to take LSD so that we all realize that none of this shit matters and then we can all start to get along and build a spaceship to get the fuck out of here before we drown
It’s all about wild passionate sex. You gotta make her feel like she’s a princess that’s also starring in a Brazzers porno scene. And trust me, she may not be getting paid for it but we all know how much you put on your credit card the past week in order to get to this point.
Do you get in a car everyday? Do you consistently check for black widow spiders in the toilet bowl before you take a shit? There’s no such thing as not gambling Delph. Gambling runs us all. We’re all caught in the racketeering wheel that is human existence.
JR has joined the Dark Side which is for sure not cliche to say at all. We’re looking for members so we can establish our own ridiculous belief system just so we don’t have to pay taxes.
Okay, I won’t knock you for your inability to match the title with the body of your own article with no pictures. Maybe it was an upload clitch at PGP. I’m going to go out on a limb and say that this was symbolically intentional. Are you cutting deep into the psyche’s of us and proclaiming that we should quit our desk jobs for a life that doesn’t involve a desk in it because essentially what we see is an illusion of our minds anyway? You left us with more questions than answers. You’re like a DMT trip. I’ll def forget this article soon but god damnit, why? Why are you doing this? I’m so perplexed right now and I’m trapped in front of a wall of confusion that towers all of us.
Hey man, take it from me. I used to be in a hole of negative votes and now I’ve become one of the foremost authority in the comment section on here. It’s like that Drake song except I don’t get paid and I don’t have a sick diss track in audio format.
Costa Rica has some of the best and most consistent waves on the planet. You’re welcome guys. It’s also where my camera gear was stollen along with my passport, phone, my gf’s phone, and my bag so it’s not all sunshine and happiness guys, there’s pain and sorrow there too
The key to style is Yeezy’s, tied back man bun with a beard that quaffs out like a fucking lion’s main, wooden sun glasses, ripped modern fit streetwear pants, supreme shirt (box logo, obviously), MVMT watch, says “bro” a lot and “dope, fam” typically thinks they’re top notch and tough but in reality they’re only doing this in attempts to cover up the fact that they grew up in the suburbs, sucked at skateboarding, and have nothing else but to project a “from the streets” vibe
You know, if you don’t care about anything, then you don’t have to worry about stuff like this. Or just be the person who brings a water bottle of wine while going for a run or to the gym. It’s time we start a new functioning alcholic lifestyle and we can get Lululemon onboard since most of their customer demographic is trying to hide their alcoholism and daddy issues behind social media “good vibes only” while posing an active lifestyle in their activewear
For some reason getting trashed on red wine while holding a wine glass in your hand and saying obscene shit to people looks a lot classier than when you have a beer in your hand. It’s like acceptable in public and people are like “this guy must be successful, look at his Oxford button down, he doesn’t fuck around…wait, is that a glass of Pinot Noir? Wow this guy is top notch” but with a beer in your hand people are like “look at this clown, he must like sports or something and clings on them because he never scored that 2 point conversion in highschool to win state and its now carried over into his personal relationships which is why he’s alone.”
Always subvert the establishment. Only send 2 way encrypted emails to an extremely select few trusted people. Never report actual findings to your boss. Always have burner phones in your possession once out of the office. Hide a public relations company to clean up your tarnished image after everyone realizes that you don’t want to talk to them. Use a fake diagnosis of being a paranoid schizophrenic as a get out of jail free card for absolutely everything. Enjoy a beautiful life living in the Greek Islands as your company crumbles under the weight of its own bullshit back home. Repeat forever.
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Instead, support the United Baristas Union because someone with an art degree is making your coffee in the morning with cool little foam designs. Appreciate art, guys. Don’t support a fascist coffee company that is slowly polluting the planet with plastic cups filled with mediocre coffee grinds that were hand picked by slave laborers in South America. That’s why I only support coffee growers that use slave labor from Costa Rica because it’s closer to home and saves on logistics and stuff. I’m good at business so don’t fuck with me, alright.
Delph, LSD dosing is extremely small.
You know what’s a cash burn? Spending billions of dollars on weapons development to go use them on people who can barely feed themselves just so we can wrangle the energy supply. I’ll bide my time with Tesla Energy and hold out for free electricity in the coming decades.
Except for LSD. It should be required by law for everyone to take LSD so that we all realize that none of this shit matters and then we can all start to get along and build a spaceship to get the fuck out of here before we drown
It’s all about wild passionate sex. You gotta make her feel like she’s a princess that’s also starring in a Brazzers porno scene. And trust me, she may not be getting paid for it but we all know how much you put on your credit card the past week in order to get to this point.
Do you get in a car everyday? Do you consistently check for black widow spiders in the toilet bowl before you take a shit? There’s no such thing as not gambling Delph. Gambling runs us all. We’re all caught in the racketeering wheel that is human existence.
JR has joined the Dark Side which is for sure not cliche to say at all. We’re looking for members so we can establish our own ridiculous belief system just so we don’t have to pay taxes.
Okay, I won’t knock you for your inability to match the title with the body of your own article with no pictures. Maybe it was an upload clitch at PGP. I’m going to go out on a limb and say that this was symbolically intentional. Are you cutting deep into the psyche’s of us and proclaiming that we should quit our desk jobs for a life that doesn’t involve a desk in it because essentially what we see is an illusion of our minds anyway? You left us with more questions than answers. You’re like a DMT trip. I’ll def forget this article soon but god damnit, why? Why are you doing this? I’m so perplexed right now and I’m trapped in front of a wall of confusion that towers all of us.
Hey man, take it from me. I used to be in a hole of negative votes and now I’ve become one of the foremost authority in the comment section on here. It’s like that Drake song except I don’t get paid and I don’t have a sick diss track in audio format.
Appreciate the correction and the condolences.
Costa Rica has some of the best and most consistent waves on the planet. You’re welcome guys. It’s also where my camera gear was stollen along with my passport, phone, my gf’s phone, and my bag so it’s not all sunshine and happiness guys, there’s pain and sorrow there too
You guys really dropped the ball on this one but its okay, I forgive you
The key to style is Yeezy’s, tied back man bun with a beard that quaffs out like a fucking lion’s main, wooden sun glasses, ripped modern fit streetwear pants, supreme shirt (box logo, obviously), MVMT watch, says “bro” a lot and “dope, fam” typically thinks they’re top notch and tough but in reality they’re only doing this in attempts to cover up the fact that they grew up in the suburbs, sucked at skateboarding, and have nothing else but to project a “from the streets” vibe
This made my Friday
The moral of this story is everyone is running from problems, you might as well look good while doing it.
You know, if you don’t care about anything, then you don’t have to worry about stuff like this. Or just be the person who brings a water bottle of wine while going for a run or to the gym. It’s time we start a new functioning alcholic lifestyle and we can get Lululemon onboard since most of their customer demographic is trying to hide their alcoholism and daddy issues behind social media “good vibes only” while posing an active lifestyle in their activewear
For some reason getting trashed on red wine while holding a wine glass in your hand and saying obscene shit to people looks a lot classier than when you have a beer in your hand. It’s like acceptable in public and people are like “this guy must be successful, look at his Oxford button down, he doesn’t fuck around…wait, is that a glass of Pinot Noir? Wow this guy is top notch” but with a beer in your hand people are like “look at this clown, he must like sports or something and clings on them because he never scored that 2 point conversion in highschool to win state and its now carried over into his personal relationships which is why he’s alone.”
I hope he didn’t kill himself after I laid into him last week. I have to admit, I was pretty harsh on the guy.
Always subvert the establishment. Only send 2 way encrypted emails to an extremely select few trusted people. Never report actual findings to your boss. Always have burner phones in your possession once out of the office. Hide a public relations company to clean up your tarnished image after everyone realizes that you don’t want to talk to them. Use a fake diagnosis of being a paranoid schizophrenic as a get out of jail free card for absolutely everything. Enjoy a beautiful life living in the Greek Islands as your company crumbles under the weight of its own bullshit back home. Repeat forever.
If you took this seriously, I’m sorry for your loss.