Okay, this replaces "The Increasingly Poor Decisions of Todd Martin" as the new best thread title ever (save possibly "Have Fun In Hell, Fuckface") and I hereby move that it never gets changed to something comprehensible.
To answer the question, I'm not girling out tonight because it's not Citation Day in Canada.
I think he's done this before. I'm assuming that he's posting via phone, and that it's causing his username to be automatically pulled into the subject title.
(Similarly, whenever I visit my profile on my phone, my avatar is changed to simply "hansen9j".)
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Voted, but only for Governor, US Senate, and Congress. I refuse to vote for any NY senate/legislature candidate, knowing that whomever I choose, we're just going to get stuck with yet another overdue budget that makes us pay more taxes. You think after some 20 odd years the NY government would get a budget on time at least once, but nope, jackasses have to drag it out even more than usual recently.
I didn't vote, for the first time since I became old enough to do so. There were just so, so, so many nasty attack ads in Florida for the past two months, it really turned me off. He's a liar. She's a liar. He's corrupt. She's corrupt. He's soft on security. She hates jobs.
It has been never ending. In virtually every race on the ballot, I thought the leading candidates were all whiny jerks who would rather sling nasty insults than promote themselves on their own agenda. I know it's nothing new, but I'm pretty sure it escalates with every election, and I decided this was the year I stopped supporting it by participating. I didn't have the time or the resources to sort through all the accusations of lying, especially when I'm quite confident they're all damn liars anyway.
Originally posted by TheBucsFanI didn't vote, for the first time since I became old enough to do so. There were just so, so, so many nasty attack ads in Florida for the past two months, it really turned me off. He's a liar. She's a liar. He's corrupt. She's corrupt. He's soft on security. She hates jobs.
I also didn't vote, because I'm so disgusted by the messages I've got no time or tolerance for any of the messengers. However, I figure that this is a bigger service to my community than if I had ACTUALLY voted. I think our rallying for "everyone" to go out and vote should be replaced with "only smart and informed people go out and vote and everyone else pass."
Holy fuck shit motherfucker shit. Read comics. Fuck shit shit fuck shit I sold out when I did my job. Fuck fuck fuck shit fuck. Sorry had to do it....
Revenge of the Sith = one thumb up from me. Fuck shit. I want to tittie fuck your ass. -- The Guinness. to Cerebus
Rolled out of bed at 5:55am, was at the polling place by 6:10, was done voting and back home at 6:30 so I could take the kids to school and my wife could go vote on her way to work.
Luckily I had gone to our local newspaper's website Monday night to check out their voter's guide as it compared what all the candidates have said or sumbitted to the paper in all the races. It then e-mailed my ballot to me so I could take it with me to help me better remember who I wanted to vote for in the "non-major" races. Senate, House and Mayor were pretty easy to remember. Judges in the bumfumble districts, notsomuch!
Saw this tweet earlier in the day on election day "Every time other people vote, it makes my vote count less...so I urge everyone to please stay home and watch "Hoarders" instead" Funny!
"You are going to get a certain amount of snarkiness on the Internet no matter what, and my rule is that you don't post anything that you wouldn't say to someone's face." Marc Andreyko (Writer of DC Comic's "Manhunter")
The voting location for me is the elementary school just down the block,so I went at 11:00am when the kids were having a bake sale. Voted (no line at all), got a sticker, and bought brownies and peanut butter cookies for our dessert later.
Lloyd: When I met Mary, I got that old fashioned romantic feeling, where I'd do anything to bone her. Harry: That's a special feeling.
I don't recall exactly when I figured out there was no Santa. I think my kids figured it out when they were about 7 or 8 - public schools are too public, IMO. But sure, Santa (or Sant-ee, as he is known in out house) is important.