for christmas, i got socks. lovely socks. with my name on them. in a dozen different languages. so when i gallavanting across the world, and people ask me my name. i can just wave my stanky feets in front of their nose. rotated so the appropriate version of my name is closest to their face, of course. okay so that's another of those thought experiments that's much funnier in my head. and not so funny in real life. anywho, the most amusing thing about them is the name brand: stance. which i insist is pronounced with a hard cee and long ee. ie stanky. which is most superlative ever.
why are we the only country that still hasn't switched to the metric system. because fuck you, that's why. no really. it's cause some rich shits decided they didn't want to. and so neither are you. goddammit. ya know, most of the rest of the world abandoned archaic units more than a hundred years ago. we look like retards. i'm sorry. did you think we were the world's leaders?
it's kinda embarrassing that we need to tell cops to stop killing the people they've sworn to protect.