As if I cared about what a fictional character would think of me.
Be careful man, that’s a pretty edgy post you’ve got there, if we were in Ten Years Ago you could be in real danger of cutting yourself.
WHOA MAN. I DON’T BELIEVE IN GOD NOW. FUCK. MIND = BLOWN. Now tell me about santa claus and spaghetti monsters.
Repost from like 5 years ago.
This picture is actually what originally led me to this site.
This is an actual photograph, not a painting, taken from the Snow Room in Studio 54 in 1971. J was just fuckin around with the cameraman.
That’s not Jesus, he’s too white.
Interesting. I did not know that in the first century, our “the finger” was like today’s thumb up, for expressing approval; for things like, say, doing right in loving your fellow man in a self-sacrificial way.
As if I cared about what a fictional character would think of me.
Be careful man, that’s a pretty edgy post you’ve got there, if we were in Ten Years Ago you could be in real danger of cutting yourself.
WHOA MAN. I DON’T BELIEVE IN GOD NOW. FUCK. MIND = BLOWN. Now tell me about santa claus and spaghetti monsters.
Repost from like 5 years ago.
This picture is actually what originally led me to this site.
This is an actual photograph, not a painting, taken from the Snow Room in Studio 54 in 1971. J was just fuckin around with the cameraman.
That’s not Jesus, he’s too white.
Interesting. I did not know that in the first century, our “the finger” was like today’s thumb up, for expressing approval; for things like, say, doing right in loving your fellow man in a self-sacrificial way.