My stuff gets stolen like this all the time.

When you don’t guard against the acquisition of unwarranted influence, whether sought or unsought, by the military-industrial complex.

my whole worldview changed

Pic related, became Ike Eisenhower.

I have a similar story with my literature book from my high-school days. Twas gone, legit couldn’t find it the entire year, and then in the morning of the very last day when we were supposed to return them, there it was, on the very top of my messy ass table. I’m guessing my mom probably randomly found it and put it there, but even then, that’s some bloody impeccable timing.

Is there a joke I’m missing besides they got black out drunk?