Dreadley

@Oceanbreeze473 @fishnmagician1 When you have to explain the sarcasm, it’s you that’s stupid. 🤦‍♂️

@fishnmagician1 You are so stupid. It’s sarcasm, now stop drinking.

Young Bill & Hillary Clinton in the 1970s. Still together 50 years later. No scandals. No cheating. No drama. Just true love.

@MbarkCherguia ‘Have your kids behave or GTFO’ 👋🤷‍♂️👌

What does everyone think about this?

@unhingedlizardX @buffys All parents groom their children. 🤦‍♂️

@buffys Anyone that has groomed and SA’d a child

delete ONE thing from this world

@buffys Greed. Everyone gets what they deserve.

@MotorsportiveHQ Only he’s not the reigning champion, Lando is. 🤦‍♂️

🚨 BREAKING: Ferrari on HIGH ALERT as Verstappen eyes F1 EXIT post-2026. 👉 The reigning champion is reportedly open to leaving the sport due to dislike for new regulations. Ferrari sees a rare window to pursue the dominant driver, with Hamilton not a long-term fix. The team must balance chasing Verstappen against developing talents like Oliver Bearman.

@oelma__ Exorcism, but you only really need the gun. 👌

Can someone explain what this is used for?

@elonmusk BS! The vaccine is delivered in doses measured by the manufacturer. You will only overdose if you use more than one phile.

The vaccine dosage was obviously too high and done too many times. I had the original Wuhan virus before there was any vaccine and it was much like any other cold/flu. Bad, but not terrible. But my second vaccine shot almost sent me to the hospital. Felt like I was dying.

@elonmusk Not in Iran it doesn’t 🤦‍♂️

Starlink gives you fast Internet anywhere on Earth

@EmilySm43 Taking care of my wife and kids means I don’t have two hours a day to spend in the gym and would get sacked even if I could afford a drug habit.

If you’re a man, what’s the excuse for not looking like this ???

@pmcafrica They have overlap switches that alleviate the expansion every so often ….on London Underground we call them Scarf Switches or Expansion Switches.

I thought those gaps were needed to allow for expansion to prevent the tracks from warping and derailling the train 🤷‍♂️

@BGatesIsaPyscho Money can’t buy a butt these days? 😮

Latest Britney Spears just dropped as she goes off to her favourite track again..

@xevekiah It’s called Emotional Blackmail. He’s attempting take advantage of your feelings for him. If this is what he values before marriage he’s not worth it, because as soon as he’s blown through your cash he’ll leave you flat broke. Dump him and don’t tell the next guy you have money.

I’m about to get married, and my fiancé knows I have an inheritance that was left to me by my grandparents. It’s in my name only, and I’ve been saving it for years. Now he’s saying that before we get married, I should put the entire inheritance into a joint account so we can “start fresh together,” or he doesn’t think we should go through with the wedding. I’m 33 already and this is something my family worked hard to leave me. I’m torn between wanting to build a life together and feeling like I’m being pressured to give up something important to me. What do you think I should do?

@fazdogfotog @BGatesIsaPyscho @grok Yea, and fucking, fuck, fuckery, fucked you too. Be honest, did you realise you sounded so illiterate? #Dumbass

A bus sized vehicle? How fucking fat is your neighbors wife? But seriously, bullshit. The smallest thing we can see ( zoom in on) on the moon with the best equipment we have on the clearest viewing conditions is about 200m or 600feet. Across. In order to resolve a schoolbus from earth you would need a telescope with a mirror about 30 miles across. Even the Hubble telescope can’t do it. We’d need a telescope a couple of thousand times bigger than that. With literally every dollar in the known world we can’t build anything that can see a schoolbus on the fucking moon from here let alone your neighbor in a fucking bikini from the moon.

Hey @grok this clip of the Moon was filmed by a civilian using an amateur telescope from his backyard. So why is it that NASA, with unlimited resources, can’t or won’t, deploy a telescope on Artemis II, or any of the 10,000 satellites - to film & zoom in on the Earth from space. It should be so simple and everyone wants to see it, so why won’t NASA do this @grok ?

@fazdogfotog @BGatesIsaPyscho @grok Ooooh touchy, but I suspect your last observation is exactly the point being made. From earth we can zoom in on a bus sized vehicle floating over the moon’s surface, but NASA ~ with all of its supposed advanced telescopes and all the money in the world ~ can’t. 😆

Download Google fucking earth bro. You could also learn about the Hubble telescope. It’s an actual orbiting telescope. A fucking big one. I’m suggesting you just want to zoom in on your hot neighbors pool though but guess what? From space you won’t even be able to see what fucking colour swimsuit she’s wearing. 🙄

@sciencegirl You do you

What is the moral of the story

@piersmorgan @realDonaldTrump Ooops! Too late. I wonder if he realises these words amount to terrorism and a war crime?

This is embarrassing, Delete it, President ⁦@realDonaldTrump⁩ - unless you want everyone to think you’ve lost your marbles.

@james_xond House Phones ~ AKA; land line.

People who were teenagers before social media existed… how did you communicate with your friends?

@pidatow Wooden homes would erupt in a fireball

Why are they not using this method in North America??

@Mr_Husky1 I’d much rather date the natural look than the fake.

“I don’t pay for women,” wrote a 52-year-old man. I showed up to the date without makeup and wearing sneakers. We had been talking for about two weeks. Giovanni was one of those rare people—polite, straightforward, no mind games. Divorced, two grown kids, worked in construction. He had humor, balance, culture. When he asked me out, I said yes without hesitation. Then came that message—clear, almost sharp. “Let’s be clear: I don’t pay for women on dates. It’s my principle. Hope that’s not a problem.” Honestly, it wasn’t. In fact, I appreciated the honesty. Better to know upfront what you’re getting into than to face the bill and pretend nothing happened. I replied: “Fine, no problem. See you Saturday.” Inside me, an idea was born. A simple, honest experiment. Saturday morning, I woke up early. I’m 46 and I know exactly what “getting ready” for a date means. I opened my closet, picked the right outfit. Then makeup: foundation, concealer, eyeshadow, mascara, lipstick—the usual ritual. And then I stopped. Why? If we’re truly equal… if everyone pays their own way… if there are no roles… why should I spend two hours getting ready? Why should I look flawless while Giovanni probably shows up in jeans and a T-shirt, ready in ten minutes? So I decided. Jeans. Gray sweater. Comfortable shoes. Ponytail. No makeup. Just me. In the mirror, I felt strange. Not worse. Just… different. Used to seeing myself “constructed,” I now looked simply normal. “Let’s see,” I thought. At the café, Giovanni was already seated. He greeted me, smiled, everything calm. The first few minutes were pleasant, natural. I almost thought I’d overthought it. Then he paused, looked at me more closely, and said: “You didn’t get ready much to see me, did you?” “What do you mean?” “In the photos, you looked more polished… the dress, the makeup… Now you look… like you ran an errand.” I smiled. Because in that moment I knew the experiment was working. “Giovanni,” I said calmly, “remember what you wrote about the bill?” He nodded. “Yes.” “You talked about equality. Everyone pays their own way. No roles, no expectations. You’re independent, I’m independent.” “Yes… and?” “So I asked myself: why does equality only apply to money? You showed up comfortably, no special effort. I did the same. Isn’t that consistent?” He stayed silent. Then tried to explain. “But these are different things…” “Why different?” I asked. He spoke about habits, “female nature,” the fact that women like to take care of themselves. I listened. Then I said something simple: “Taking care of yourself costs. Time, energy, money. And it’s often taken for granted. We talk about equality when it comes to paying, but still expect a woman to be perfect… for free.” He tried to defend himself: “But women like it…” I smiled. “Yes, I like feeling beautiful. But I also like being myself. Sleeping in. Not worrying about makeup. Wearing comfortable shoes.” He looked at me, unsure what to say. We finished our coffee talking about something else. Then the bill arrived. Split in half. Perfect. We said goodbye politely. We never contacted each other again. No, I don’t regret it. That date taught me something. We live in a time when everyone talks about equality, but often only where it’s convenient. People want an independent, autonomous woman—but also flawless, polished, perfect. True equality isn’t splitting a bill. It’s sharing the same effort, the same respect, the same investment. If you don’t want to pay for dinner, that’s fine. But then don’t expect someone to spend hours looking perfect for you. If we are equal… we’re truly equal. No double standards. Giovanni wanted equality. He got it. Just not the kind he imagined. Credit - Mr. Commonsense

@SULLY10X Hopefully that’s the hunters turning point and he doesn’t want to kill them for sport anymore.

A hunter finds a deer trapped in a fence, struggling to breathe. What he does next is incredible!