Tim Thorson

@JamesKInFlorida @BLISEARTH @disclosetv We are now approaching a world where many things are in a fog (authenticity vs synthetics), many of us have been reduced to cats chasing laser pointers. Reality now escapes us, we can only hope that truth prevails.

In my book, it's deceiving people. I fell into the trap that so many others did when Daily Wire kept auto renewing seemingly secretly and catching people off guard (who maybe should have looked closer at their credit cards.) BBB Complaints are significant. Gina Carano movies made us feel patriotic to sign up and watch them, but we kept getting auto charged. The memberships never canceled/used the classic tale of lost value. I was even double charged at least once...

What is Ben Shapiro's most significant accomplishment?

@RealCandaceO I'm still smarting over the Daily Wire auto renewal "scam" that is filling up the BBB complaints ,that I fell into as well. Don't turn your back... Also smells like distasteful, ugly employment contracts...

Daily Wire fired almost all of their employees today. I’m sure Ben Shapiro will offer a kind public message today, addressing the sudden lay offs and thanking those employees for their hard work and dedication over the years— Just kidding guys, it’s Ben Shapiro.

@roseone18552855 Fuck yeah!

Two years ago, I was diagnosed with stage four lung cancer, and given six months to a year to live. I spent the past two years, trying numerous forms of treatment; radiation, chemo, a couple different kinds of targeted drug therapy, immunotherapy, and surgeries. I, also kept power over my health where I could do so. I fired my first oncologist who didn’t include me in the decision making. She basically viewed me as The Walking Dead. I found an oncologist who thought outside of the box and completely believed in my power to fight. I didn’t stop working out. I cut sugar from my diet (Keto), And I turned my worries to God. My body is bruised and beaten but my oncologist has informed me today that my latest CT-Scan with contrast, shows no active cancer. I’m not ringing any bell; I know the likelihood of reoccurrence is a strong probability. Yet, this is a major triumph that I want to share with my many friends on here who supported me. I appreciate all of your prayers and love. 🤍🙏🏼🤍

@marcismith1001 Yeah, this is interesting - she is a product of probably a lot of Effed up Shit

This is exactly what I think about her. She's in over her head.

@cutiieepie6 Long hair you look more wholesome. If you want to be a CEO of a big company, go with number two

-I'm 51 years old and I've been wanting a short haircut; today I took the plunge, but the people close to me don't like my new look and are giving me a hard time. Your opinion means a lot to me. Thank you so much ❤😍

@ALadyNamedKatie Holy crap, be safe

I hope y’all didn’t think I was going to let a little car crash hold me back from my weekend getaway 😎❤️ It’s not every day you get to cruise the mountains in a brand new Mini Cooper 😝

PS - my mom cock blocked me today... . . . Okay, not exactly but.... So I took her out to run errands and to have a birthday lunch with her ( 90+ years old) So, I decided to take her to a very nice restaurant that was attached to a hotel that always has great food and seemingly not always busy. The back side has booth seating with a fireplace, the front, separated via the bar has table seating. Not many people there, and staff was a bit slow to greet us. We sauntered around looking at the desserts waiting to be greeted - I noticed two attractive ladies having a nice afternoon... I noticed frequent gazes from one lady. But, I am occupied, mom is starting to run out of energy and low blood sugar - we go to the very back in a booth, I quickly order her orange juice because she's considering we need to leave.. we end up staying and eating. :30 later I peek up through the partition to notice, they are gone..

Mating Rituals of Homo sapiens in the Northern Tundra 
narrated, of course, by David Attenborough. Everyone asks me where I meet "these men". Many assume I’m entertaining the handsome, logical blokes sliding into my inbox on X. Let’s be realistic. I don’t know if the X men are bots, or simply good, kind humans living 1,000+ miles away with excellent lighting and suspiciously consistent grammar. Distance—and questionable identity—is a bit of a relationship killer right out of the gate. So let me set the record straight. These men… are from the wild. Yes. Just like a special edition of National Geographic: 
“Mating Rituals of Homo sapiens in the Northern Tundra.” Au naturale. Organic. Free-range, if you will. These men stalk their prey everywhere. I may be ambushed at the gym. 
Perhaps subtly tracked at a restaurant.
Or observed—quietly, patiently—while I’m running errands like a vulnerable gazelle selecting produce. Wherever it happens, it is decidedly not on a dating app. Oh, no. That particular mating dance is reserved for the gluttons of unusual and deeply sadistic punishment. Naturally, this leads me to a realization. If I am, in fact, prey… I may need to improve my survival instincts. Increase vigilance. Heighten awareness.
Possibly develop a camouflage strategy to blend seamlessly into the environment. I could, for example, disguise myself as a man—ball cap, oversized hoodie, neutral expression—effectively disappearing into the landscape like a moderately annoyed shrub. While I can outrun most predators, I do not possess superior physical defenses. However… There may be another option. If I were to increase my natural stench—perhaps adopt the defensive strategy of a skunk—and learn to fart on demand, I could effectively deter approach altogether. After all, my brothers did not bestow upon me the nickname "Fart Blossom" without reason. In hindsight, it’s entirely possible they were cultivating a highly specialized defense mechanism for survival in the wild. Fascinating. And yet…this appears to be an endless arms race of adaptation. The predators evolve.
The prey evolves.
And the cycle continues. So the question remains: Do I succumb… and allow the predators to dominate? Or do I adapt… and learn to coexist symbiotically within the delicate courtship dance? Attract → Prove → Compete → Impress → Mate. But, at the end of the day… It is female choice that drives evolution. At least, that’s what David Attenborough would say. And frankly, I trust him with my life. That’s the story.
And I’m sticking to it. Now, if you’ll excuse me…
I need to go find my hoodie. It is Friday, after all.

Holy cow. Definitely a bright statement for Derby Day. I don't think I could do this... Although it does say "I'm all in"

Event goal: look sharp, spring-ready, and just a little flashy—like I care about fashion but aren’t trying too hard. Picture polished Southern gentleman with a playful edge. “Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen ...no more bets!” youtube.com/shorts/-cSy5CX…

@AnnaKKraken TY. Keep it real. Although feeling like you're on the price wheel is somewhat demeaning, you are still a prize.

Early Morning Dating Update I woke up this morning to two text messages from gentlemen. And by “gentlemen,” I mean men I’ve been on exactly one date with—never a second, barely a follow-up, and apparently now operating under the assumption that I’ve been lying awake waiting for their 12:42 AM offers of…intimacy. Because nothing says “I’ve been thinking about you” like radio silence for weeks followed by a casual, “Want to know more about the extra appendage between my legs?” I suppose it is Friday. Time to dust off the Rolodex and offer the ladies some…attention. The offers themselves? Truly riveting. Pulitzer-worthy, really. A stunning blend of minimal effort and maximum assumption. So now I find myself facing a dilemma: How does one even begin to choose from such a distinguished pool? Do I select based on…hypothetical attributes and measurements? The man with the bigger…ahem…”ego”? The one with the stronger belief that I exist solely as a convenient Friday night activity? Or perhaps I should elevate the process—introduce some criteria. Since I don’t have any verified data points, do I ask about lifestyle indicators? “Do you own a boat?” “And more importantly than the length of the extra appendage between your legs… how big is the dock? The beam?” For research purposes, of course. Meanwhile, these men—bless their confidence—have absolutely no idea that what I was actually looking for…was a conversation. A brain. A pulse above waist level, ideally. It’s almost charming, really. The efficiency of it all. Why waste time getting to know someone when you can skip straight to being declined?

<crickets> I'm afraid she's climbing the Beanstalk right now! and she's NOT going to tell us. 🙁

Everything, seemingly quiet. Then abruptly - 2AM. I am Jolted from sleep. Something's missing. I am jonesing. Something IS missing. Ahhhh, yes, I remember now. It's her. Annaaaaaaaa. (Think "Stellaaa") Kracken Chronicles 2.0! I have been yearning for chapter two. There must be more. More to quench this yearning. I'm sure the continuing story is rife with large awkwardness? But more importantly - Is she safe? Please, crack knuckles and bang thy keys! Did you hand over Milky-White? Did you take the five beans home? Can you hear the singing harp? @AnnaKKraken Inquiring minds need to know

Sounds like Putin's head is screwed on a little more solid - he could get the shit wrapped-up, but, oh no, full steam ahead... So, people, buy all your "meats" and "grains" (that you'll need for 2027) NOW! - because they're going away, or they'll just be insanely expensive...

@MarindaVannoy1 x.com/leahfiles/stat…

I will never understand why so many people are mean to this woman, a woman of God and a grieving widow, but then I remember how they treated Jesus.

@QualityLearing_ Obviously, a joke. This was a private joke between two people not a public post

sHe NeVEr SAid eRiKa kILlEd cHaRLiE

@KJ1981ya Wait wait wait, what time zone are you?

OK I'm off to bed folks, been a long day 😴 Now listen, it's my birthday tomorrow, so you all better chip in and get me a card OK? I mean it! 👊 Anyway....nanite 😊💋

It's a desecration of Charlie Kirks legacy. You know, when Rush Limbaugh died - they didn't parade around *his* body (literally filmed the casket scene with her) or celebrate the money they made off of merchandising ("event of the century") or how about the photographs under the "death tent" like it was a theme park. Contrast that with Rush Limbaugh - They didn't keep running the show with his name and logo and bumper music and such. Continuously "milking-it" for all its monetary worth. NO! ...They respectfully put Rush Limbaugh's amazing legacy to rest and moved on.

@MarindaVannoy1 You said that seriously, right? Just checking...

@KJ1981ya @Liamlfc909 Boy Oh boy i'm being so good right now...

@Liamlfc909 I do like to keep my garden trimmed and tidy....

Perfect day to get a little gardening done, couple weeds need pulling, a little sweep, but it really needs some flower pots etc...