Daily MOS: The Notorious “Sir” John Hill
If ever there was a prototype of the sonofabitch who built up their reputation for being a smartass antiestablishment bro based largely on the smell of his own farts, it was John Hill.
If ever there was a prototype of the sonofabitch who built up their reputation for being a smartass antiestablishment bro based largely on the smell of his own farts, it was John Hill.
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Brownlee called the unexpectedly huge explosion it the “biggest damn Roman candle you ever saw. So naturally they had to do it again.
If ever an invasive species was designed to conquer Australia, it was the mother fucking dromedary camel.
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Before we established the face holes as best suited for breathing, people got creative.
People capture them for their fur or for the exotic pet market. Because it’s cute and small enough to tell ourselves we can be the boss of it.
On the levodopa, they danced. They sang. They did more than merely exist for the first time in years. Then the side effects started.
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