Just when you think they’ve scraped the bottom of the slimiest barrel they find a worse barrel

    by somecisguy2020

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    1. If this dude has teleported anywhere at any time for any reason then I’m the King of Space.

      Since the USA is on Earth which is a part of space, my first decree is that anyone that is on Team Trump needs to be fired.

      Out of a canon.

      Into the sun.

    2. 00notmyrealname00 on

      Blacked out. He meant blacked out.

      I used to call it time travel. One minute it’s 9pm and the boys ordered another shot. The next minute it’s 730am and I’m in the fetal position on my bathroom floor with the shower running.

      This is funny(ish?) in your 20s. In your thirties it’s sad. In your 40s, it’s a problem. In your fifties… Well, you get it.

    3. Waffle House? You can go anywhere in the *universe* and this motherfucker teleported to Waffle House??

    4. bit-by-a-moose on

      Way to bury the lead. Wait until you find out how many children he’s exposed himself to. He’s in the trump administration. It’s a requirement.

    5. TechnicalScheme385 on

      Do they not drug test anymore? Oh RIGGGHHHHHTTTTT?!?! Only the peons at the lower levels get tested. Everyone in the C levels skip all that, because it’s presumed Pharmaceuticals are legal.

    6. Hilldawg4president on

      Now now, who among us has not blacked out and ended up at waffle house at 3 in the morning?

    7. Why is it that he hires the absolute worst most incompetent people? Literally not one person hes ever hired has actually been good at their job. Holy fuck fuck

    8. PansophicNostradamus on

      Denny’s? Sure. I’d believe that. But Waffle House? Nah, son that was the drugs.

    9. “I’m going to surround myself only with the best and most serious people. We want top of the line professionals”.

      —Dictatorious J. Trumpenführer, 2015

    10. Something similar has happened to me. But I would never suggest it was teleportation.

      Years before I finally quit for good, I had decided to quit smoking. I had gone to my bank and after I came out, the next thing I was aware of was walking back to my car and tearing the plastic wrapper off a pack of cigarettes. I had absolutely no memory of walking to and going into a nearby convenience store, talking to the cashier, paying for a pack of my usual brand, leaving the store, and starting to walk back to my car.

      I might call it zoning out, but my concept of reality forces me to “fill in the blanks”, to explain what happened.

    11. Intolerance-Paradox on

      >I was with my boys one time, and I was telling them I was gonna go to Waffle House and get Waffle House. And I ended up at a Waffle House – this was in Georgia, and I end up at a Waffle House like 50 miles away from where I was

      That’s the southernest thing I have ever heard.

    12. Fuck you all. Whenever I get drunk and pass out and end up somewhere else, it is called “Teleportation.”

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