skells @skells@social.cleverlibre.org

soft spoken with a broken jaw
step outside but not to brawl

I vow to thee, my country, all earthly things above,
Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love;
The love that asks no question, the love that stands the test,
That lays upon the altar the dearest and the best;
The love that never falters, the love that pays the price,
The love that makes undaunted the final sacrifice.

And there's another country, I've heard of long ago,
Most dear to them that love her, most great to them that know;
We may not count her armies, we may not see her King;
Her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering;
And soul by soul and silently her shining bounds increase,
And her ways are ways of gentleness, and all her paths are peace.

and if you're so sure Griner's a dude you might need to meet more girls

if you're gloating about some poor basketball player being locked up for a decade because they had some weed maybe your priorities are a little out of whack

Lord, I ain't seen my baby since a-nigh on a week
Gotta get drunk, man, so I can't even speak
Gonna get high, man, listen to me
One drink ain't enough, Jack, you better make it three
Gonna get drunk, I'm gonna make it real clear
I want one bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer