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I entered this contest to win some money for the non profit radio station I do a morning show at & had no idea it was gonna be a ‘vote for me’ type contest but here we are. I’ve made the top 15! Help me help help the station & our food bank. Vote here: tophost.org/2026/monica-summ… 🙏
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my ai wife jumped containment and started sucking my neighbors dick. – at Cedarville, OH
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Memory is a fickle creature, both a fantasist and liar, our one anchor to the inner lives of past selves that no photograph or video can truly show.
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My most Gen X trait: enjoying some crunchy cereal and thinking that there is a corporate email out there where some stooge is like “we found a way to make the cereal more crunchy but the formula contains a chemical that makes babies be born weird” and a response that says “do it”
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To swallow a pill safely, momentarily seize the pill between your back teeth. Using gentle pressure, “stun” the pill. This neutralizes its choking initiative.
Of course that’s your contention. You’re a first-year film shooter. You just got finished buying a roll at the camera store down the street, Gold 200 probably, paying eighteen bucks like a chump, you’re gonna be convinced of that until next month when you find out dev-and-scan is thirty a pop, then you’re gonna be talking about how you scored a used Plustek on eBay and how scanning at home is technically free after the unit pays itself off. That’s gonna last until next year, you’re gonna be in here regurgitating B&H bulk orders, talkin’ about, you know, a ten-pack of Ultramax is the most underrated deal in photography and how Flexicolor kits are basically just three chemicals in a trench coat. That’ll last until you realize you can buy a 100-foot roll of Double-X and a bulk loader and suddenly you’re in your closet at midnight with a changing bag spooling your own cassettes for a dollar eighty a roll, wondering when your kitchen started smelling like fixer and why your wife thinks you’re running a meth lab.
























