FUCK mars. Elon will singlehandedly ween me off my childhood space-wonder. I choose my history and race and culture and future over a game of "last one to mars is a rotten egg"

"You dont want your tEaM to lOsE, do ya?"

I want to own a plot of land that I can use to feed myself you son of a bitch. The american dream has transitioned from "a yard with a white picket fence" to "living free of the hostile influence of my own government". In fact I feel quite strongly that whatever team he's on should lose, because it's not my team.

Sometimes I wonder... did Tolkien know, when he wrote about the Ents, what he was writing?