“Girls want a Superman, but they walk past a Clark Kent every day”
You fuckin CLOWNS think you’re a CLARK KENT? Not on my fuckin watch. You dumb, headass motherfuckers are barely a Guy Gardner and you think you’re a CLARK KENT? The amount of disrespect is unreal.
Listen here, wannabes: My boi Clark is 240 lbs of PURE KANSAS BEEF trained from a young age by Ma Kent to Love and Respect women as the Intelligent, Independent beings they are. He is shy rambling about tractors and casually moving the copy machine when my pen falls behind it and he would NEVER demand I be sexually or romantically interested just because he’s nice.
Y’all ain’t Clark Kent.
I have never hit the reblog button so damn fast.
“barely a Guy Gardner” is the sickest comics related burn I’ve heard to date.
Just an FYI for those in the US with insurance issues
this sounds oddly plausible
a good doctor will pester the insurance company on your behalf. a couple times in my Back Pain Odyssey my insurance noped out on a procedure, and my doctor called them up and was like “no, really” and they gave in.
so if your insurance is in the habit of going “you don’t actually need TWO months of physical therapy, just walk it off,” tell the doctor who ordered it, and they may very well volunteer to, or agree to, call up the insurance people and go “simon says pay for the fucking therapy.”
For all my peeps out there fighting the good fight against Big Pharma Bureaucratic Bullshit.
Aré you ready for Eri in the anime?!
I’M WRITING MINE AND @chapelseed‘S WILL AND CARVING MY TOMBSTONE AS WE SPEAK
I WILL NEVER BE READY BUT BRING ON MY D A U G H T E R
What you prefer, summer or winter? Or alternative, hot or cold drinks?
Winter, because melting inside my car for the first minute before the AC kicks in is like being forced to bob for apples inside of Satan’s asshole. After he ate at Taco Bell.
Also, cold drinks. Because chill feels good.
we mustn’t be causing any problems for our heroes, now…
we are getting into this scene in the anime and I’m MMMMMMMM
NOT READY
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