I hate how much I am a cross of Petruchio and Sir Benedick. A truly toxic combination.

Remember, gentlemen, we must not just never surrender. But rather, be so pyrrhic in effect upon a small loss that our enemies shutter at the mention of our names.

I really am a mix of the hedgehog and the fox.

Mensuram Mundi Novum Facere.

Ad astra per ægra tramitis.

I no longer care about being weird.

Cheering on the white man.

When you get your slaves from temu.

Well. I've decided to get a timeshare on the thames. Still high church Baptist by conviction. But I shall worship with my Anglican brothers.

....On the first day of coalmas, the merchant did give me.
A Bennington Butt Baby!

"Buy my rules of writing course. Where you, too, can learn to write sentences like 'Why do not the West take Russia seriously?'".

So true.

There are a lot of disgusting lines you could draw here.