Genuinely Hope "JD Vance Killed The Pope" Becomes A Legit, Widespread Rumor. I Hope The Whitehouse Has

My wife and I have a little game we play called "Speaking From Ignorance."

To play Speaking From Ignorance, all you need is a phone with a voice recorder, and another person who knows considerably more or considerably less about a topic than you do. The topic can be anything: from "how to bake a quiche" to "what happens in the Peter Jackson Hobbit movies" to "who is Florence Pugh" to "how does the traveling salesman problem work." All that matters is that one of you has a firm grasp on the material, and one of you absolutely the fuck does not.

Then the person who knows about the topic turns on the recorder, and says to the person who knows barely anything: "Hey - tell me everything you think you know about [X]."

The speaker is then not allowed to ask any questions. Nor is the expert allowed to volunteer any information. The expert is allowed to pipe up with a faintly incredulous "Oh--really? Do you--do you think so?" from time to time, but for the most part, the expert's job is just to sit there and make encouraging sounds while the speaker digs their own grave.

This is never not funny.

The reason you record it is because, very often, the first thing the speaker wants to do after finishing the recording is find out how you actually make a quiche, or whatever. Then you both get to go back and listen to how wrong they were.

We have a small library now of Speaking From Ignorance recordings, and I'm going to be listening to them until I'm eighty.

reblog to make your own boobs bigger

Ah yes, bed time. The one point during the day where I can suffer horizontally rather than vertically.

Reblog this picture of me holding a Family Size box of Honey Nut Cheerios? I’d really appreciate it.

SHE FUCKING DEACTIVATED HER ACCOUNT WHAT THE FUCK

Am tarns, my tarns fren after me, pls do not tell them ehere I am, they are looking for this acct in an obsessed lover type of way, they say without the lover, send gelp

*in a donald trump impersonation*

and you see i am flat as a board, yes flat as a board i say, there are no boobies here, simply none, which is a shame, such a shame that there are no boobies, none to be found, i look here and i see none at all

imagine having a personality so morally bankrupt that the pope himself said "i'm telling god" and headed out

Silly phone, you're not detecting an analog audio accessory, you're detecting soup, from the bowl of soup I dropped you in.

new reblog game actually put in the tags what the blog you reblogged from tastes like