Every bean deserves to flicked, some beans just need a lil guidance.

Here’s a really disturbing Garfield you can mix in for some variety:

It’s meant to be more of a modest message of hope.

“Buy a douchenozzle, don’t be a douchenozzle” - the greatest lesson humanity will ever learn.

Not sure where this shot was taken but…

A lil further south, you can find similar views, overlooking Washington & Jefferson National Forest, from Lovers’ Leap & 12 O’Clock Knob.

“I come with the stench of pre-bottled blood of the new born on my breath, & enough peyote to last until the rapture! Now where’s that lil dude? Need somebody to light my fire!”

I don’t care if Tuesday’s fucking ugly

and Wednesday’s worse

Thursday, Friday, no remorse

Monday we’ll all fall apart

Tuesday, Wednesday, realize we all smell like farts

Oh, Thursday doesn’t even start…

It’s Friday, I’m in love still fucking glad I voted

Stick it between a couple layers of red velvet & slather it with chocolate cream cheese icing.

Found the riding mower:

He’s the same color as their orange soda. Maybe they’re trying to challenge Gatorade?

Arnold Palmer ain’t dead yet!

Neither am I. Those are grown adults getting paid adult wages & who are given adult options to measure their risk vs reward.

The second link doesn’t prove anything as long as football is still a billion dollar industry in this world. Study as many deceased brains as you like, doesn’t change the fact the living ones still like making millions of dollars smashing into one another.

I’m just not willing to call for the dissolution of the NFL or NCAA Football programs because of the possibility.

Football isn’t the enemy here. We put those folks on their pedestals & now everyone wants to blame them for being there.

> Yet again, I sincerely hope you get the help you need.

OH SUQIDZY WHERE HAVE YOU GONE!!!’

You are the only one who can help me, please don’t go. Please don’t leave my all alone with my multitudes of football fans.

I promise I’ll read your bible & subscribe to your newsletter. I’ll even badger all my friends on Facebook to purchase your magic elixir.

Just please don’t leave me, I’m so drunk and alone without you.

“Talkin’ tough’s easy when it’s other people’s evil & you’re judging what they do & don’t believe”

I really hope you start seeing other opinions as valid & that you can stop assuming everyone’s a drunken liar.

No, I’m onto my peyote now.

I really hope you get a sliver of pine wood to eye, from a Douglas fir lance, after a horse rolls up on your shattered pelvis, as you lie there wishing you had half the medical resources available to a football player.

Then maybe. Just maybe. You’ll acknowledge you aren’t the end all of be all of this conversation.

Once again, this is not society’s responsibility, it’s on the parents.

Don’t want your child to become a roided up rage monster with CTE? Don’t raise them up to believe that sports is their only way forward.

Sports are a path for SOME individuals & those individuals have the CHOICE to decide what is right for them & what isn’t.

Yes family pressure exists, but so does individual choice & the two conflict every day. Hell, I’ve got boobs & a vag despite my parents protestations & I’m better off for it.

For many of those individuals they only see sports as their path forward. Want them to find a better path? Show it to them…

But don’t judge them when they strike out down a path you don’t approve of, if you aren’t willing to provide a better solution.

Sitting here saying football shouldn’t exist because people get hurt is just lazy hand wringing & judgemental nonsense.

Don’t let your kids play it? That is your responsibility, not society’s.

Memory problems… you called me a liar for claiming jousting led to decapitations. I just proved myself correctly.

Seems like you’re the one sundowing here Goldie. Should we settle you down in front of Wheel of Fortune so you can vibe with your favorite bigot, Pat Sayjack?

Or maybe you prefer the feud & the hypocrite Steve Harvey.

You are the liar. Liar Liar Pants on Fire….