IMAO is where I come to calm down and relax. I can ragepost all day long, to the point where I want to find the people who post stupidity and beat them to death with a shovel – but I wind it all down by coming to IMAO.
Because there’s sanity here. And weird german guys who turn Nerf guns lethal. And odd facts about obscure Americana.
Thanks for that, IMAO. I came for the moon nuking, but oddly this is the place where my blood pressure normalizes.
“Owe — Owe:
Owe, We Owe . . “
“What do we want?”
“A sexist reason to vote for a president!”
“Why do we want it?”
“N.O.W.!”
incorrect. Hitlery supporters don’t speak latin.
“Hey, Hey, LBGT&A, How many kids did you – I forgot where I was going with this anyway?”
“Hell no, we won’t go,
‘n’ Allocate delegates proportionately in Idaho!”
Isn’t it illegal to yell “fired up” in a crowded “blame it on a movie” house?
“It just doesn’t matter. It just doesn’t matter…”
Meet Baals
You know what I find odd?
IMAO is where I come to calm down and relax. I can ragepost all day long, to the point where I want to find the people who post stupidity and beat them to death with a shovel – but I wind it all down by coming to IMAO.
Because there’s sanity here. And weird german guys who turn Nerf guns lethal. And odd facts about obscure Americana.
Thanks for that, IMAO. I came for the moon nuking, but oddly this is the place where my blood pressure normalizes.
“Ooooh that smell
Can’t you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you”