Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Raven Whose woods upon a midnight dreary In the village, weak and weary Over many a quaint and curious forest filled with snow My little horse, she came a tapping Stopped, as of someone gently rapping Tapping at my chamber door—the darkest evening yet to know The woods are lovely, never flitting But I, the Raven, am still sitting And my demon eyes have all the seeming of miles yet to go

“Yellow and blue make green,” I whisper to myself, pissing into the colored toilet water

“You're good, kid, but as long as I'm around, you're only second best, ya see?”

which dimension of the infinite multiverse won worst timeline of the year and how does it keep being this one

I attach a random number generator to the portal console, hit return, and softly chant, "no whammies no whammies" as I step through the doorway…

hope

Why is it becoming harder to get into a voting booth than it is to own a gun?