Thank fucking Christ he’s old and will be dead soon. That’s all I’m holding onto right now.

Well I haven’t experienced this level of disappointment since childhood.

That’s a fair assessment. However, I personally, am at my limit of awful things I’m able to carry around with me currently. Best I can muster is a “fuck this silly hat wearing asshole” at present.

Ah well good thing I don’t particularly give a shit what some guy in an (admittedly) awesome party hat thinks about me, as a vagina owner.

Honestly, they’ve become my uniform. Comfort - ✔️ Full range of motion - ✔️ Full coverage - ✔️

High waist compression leggings are my go-to. Even when I’m cycling you can’t see the top of whatever underwear I chose to wear that day.

That, uh, was definitely a hard ‘r’ there. Jesus Christ.

Looks like that one in the background is next.

Secretary of Trichinella has a nice ring to it.

Goddamn, I love that speech every time I hear or read it.

Edit: unsaladed the thing.

You can just say cult. Like the Jonestown, Waco etc. kind. It’s ok, we’re all terrifyingly aware.

Talk to me Goose.

DEI turned me into a newt!

I can confirm that I’m not a bighorn sheep.

Ah crap is it not ok to say tourist anymore? Are they sightseers? Differently geolocated? Apologies for offending.

It happens. People come into Colorado Springs to visit and don’t let themselves acclimate if they’re from lower elevations and then they try to do pikes peak, which is about 3k feet lower than Everest base camp. The altitude sickness can be legit.

Bigfoot approved!

Didn’t realize it til I took a closer look but if you zoom in where the sunlight is hitting you can see the Cripple Creek gold mine.

It’s 14,115 feet in elevation at the summit so it tends to be 30 to 40 degrees (F) cooler than where I live down in Colorado Springs so it’s still cold enough to snow up there.

Jesus he’s still alive?!