I spend all my time talking with anti-skub activists, and regularly insult pro-skub people, or "skubbers" as I like to call them, who are trying to hijack my movement.
More people have said that and been killed than there are thorium decay products.
I didn't know what skub was until my sis brought some home one day. "ewww, what's that?" I said. "It smells like a weak satire of having an opinion on something." My sis opened its lid and held it closer to me. "Then remember, Miko: this," she said, "is skub." We then spontaneously vomited upon each other.
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