5ibelius9insterberg

Nonono you‘re mixing it up: the eating of the 12 tacos is done by the parent of the gay son to pay respect to all the „tacos“ the son won’t ever eat.

This is what you get for repeating: „All Israelis love Bibi, but everyone in Gaza hates Hamas“ over and over again.

You mean peak Uncle Scrooge.

If any lactose tolerant person needs to enjoy a similar experience, I recommend drinking a few wheat beers and smoking a cigar. If you add a sufficiently meaty burrito to the mix, you can make your large intestine feel like a bottle of champagne (shaken, not stirred)

My sons paediatrician gave me two lollipops, for being brave when she told me, I had to to take my ten day old son to the hospital immediately because his fever was way too high for him being so tiny.

I‘m a 6ft, 240lbs kinda guy in my mid thirties with a resting bitch face and a grim beard.

I felt very seen in this moment.

One of those to lollipops didn’t even make through the door.

As the German band Lumpenpack („Riffraff“) once sang in their song Kruppstahl Baby:

„Noch steht ihr und schwenkt eure Fahnen

^You may still be standing and waving your flags^

Anachronismen aus Fleisch

^Anachronisms of flesh^

Euch gehör‘n die Uhren,

^You may own the watches,^

aber uns gehört die Zeit!“

^but time is on our side!^