When you drive an Uber in America.

I prefer “revenge procrastination bedtime”. I need to get back at that shitty day I just had.

This is the plot to the Paw Patrol movie.

I had stage 2 where the nitrogen bubbles traveled to the brain. Since I was not diagnosed right away they believe proteins started to form around the bubble. So after multiple “trips” in the hyperbaric chamber I was still experiencing negative symptoms.

Not the pain but the psychological and personality changes lead to it.

Kinda funny, but I left the church after I got decompression sickness from scuba diving.

Is there an option , without getting thrown in jail, where my tax dollars aren’t used to kill brown children across the globe?

Welp, we’re fucked.