This card game of popular tyrants has a category for election fraudsters, and ¾ are Africans. The last one is an old friend.
Month: July 2014
In my parents’ attic, I found the mother lode.
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Taking time out from the vacation with a day spent sitting in the garden, making a mixtape for my sister.
The casual racism in our French B&B’s knick-knack decorations is kinda creepy.
It’s the ass-kicking an lightning-shooting that make you my friend, not what gender you identify as.
Walking around Tønsberg. They are still building viking ships here.
Winning bananagrams.
The weather channel’s models must be really messed up to come up with this.
Norwegian water, $1 per bottle. *Shakes Fist*. You fools!
This is the entire movie selection for my flight to Europe?? Surely you are joking, SAS.