Today I learned that in 2003 the fast food company “Sonic” began printing out their own money to pay their workers. This led to a huge inflation in the economy and was one of the leading factors of the 2008-2009 recession. Would highly recommend looking up Sonic Inflation on google if you want to learn more.
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F*ck this guy, f*ck you too
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Reynad
Decided I will no longer be paying taxes
Decided I will no longer be paying taxes. What are they gonna do, tax me more? Go ahead.
I wont pay those either
Oh im going to prison?
The one paid for by my tax dollars?
Sorry. Didn't pay em. Now there is no prison.
I am at least 3 steps ahead of the government at all times.
You better wear the TSM T-Shirt
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Hello TSM_Kripp, TSM manager here. We can see that you aren't wearing our TSM T-shirt. Remember that it is a vital part of our contract. If you want the fuckmaster-vol7ron you better wear the damn shirt.
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Kripp
I AM OCTOSARI
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I AM OCTOSARI 
YOU PLAY ME IN TURN 8 I HAVE 8 ATTACK I HAVE 8 HEALTH I DRAW 8 CARDS I HAVE 8 TENTACLES MY NAME HAS 8 LETTERS AND THERE ARE 8 TENTACLES IN THIS MESSAGE
YOU PLAY ME IN TURN 8 I HAVE 8 ATTACK I HAVE 8 HEALTH I DRAW 8 CARDS I HAVE 8 TENTACLES MY NAME HAS 8 LETTERS AND THERE ARE 8 TENTACLES IN THIS MESSAGE
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Hearthstone
Unrealized losses
She runs her hand through your thinning hair and laughs. “What?” you ask absentmindedly. You’re looking at Futures, and you’re surprised to see them red.
“I want you to play with me.” She says it playfully, but the single ounce of you that isn’t totally aloof realizes she said this in earnest. And so you do. You throw your phone, and you pin her to the sofa, then the ground. You both roll about, wrestling, like lion cubs. Kissing, lightly biting. Sometime later, you both stop, breathing hard. She grabs an open bottle of red wine, and you pass it back and forth. Eventually she says, “I want to do that more.”
But you’ve already found your phone again to check Futures. Still red. “Uh huh,” you say, distracted. She stares at you for a long moment, but you don’t realize it. Silently, she gets up and goes to bed, and you don’t say a word because you don’t notice.
She hasn’t left you yet, but she will soon.
Unrealized losses.