concept: in fifty years i’m an old witch and i tend to my garden all morning and cook fresh vegetables for lunch and watch the sea all afternoon with an old cat named bertha
how many more people have to die before the u.s government puts human lives before some stupid amendment written by racists
Written during a time where it took several minutes to reload the average gun and the idea of killing 50 people in minutes would be unheard of and impossible to understand
Please fire me. A lady came in screaming and ranting how we wrote an obscene insult on her sandwich. Turns out she ordered a BLT with cheese. We wrote Blt +ch on it. It took me and a manager 15 minutes just to calm her down enough to even listen to us.