I ate a pizza…FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!
I read and upvoted this meme for the glory of the empire!
You have fought a glorious battle against lurking…FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!
I made meatball subs with THE GLORY OF THE AIR FRYER.
Stove-Ken-more awaits!
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Shitting… FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!!
Empty bowels are strong bowels. Glory to your house!
Hey me too! FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!
Same here, FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!
Stayed up past bedtime… FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE
The glorious battle against sleepiness! Sto-vo-kor awaits!
May your meetings be long, so you can fight sleepiness once more! For the glory of the empire!
I cleaned a sink full of dishes by hand because I don’t have a dishwasher … FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!
You bring honour to your House!
You wrested them with your bare hands? Glory!
Went to therapy, FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!! ᕦ( ⊡ 益 ⊡ )ᕤ
Supporting mental health is the core of the warrior spirit. Glory to your house!
I told a member of an LGBT organization in York, UK that I would be happy for any help I can get regarding finding me a job above the UK family visa income threshold so my gay daughter can stay here longer than six months after he offered to look over my CV and give me pointers… for the glory of the empire?
Allies make The Empire stronger. Glory to your house!
Glory to your house! There is force to be found seeking allies!
I petted the chicken…FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!
Chickens are dinosaurs! Glory for your bravery!
‘the’ chicken?
Chickens love other chickens at least half of the time, and FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!!we have 3.
Well, two and a half
Today that’s 4, or 3, depending on how you look at it.
See, we have the rooster we thought was a hen. Then we got a hen for her and us. Then we had a volunteer hen, but she left during the hurricane. Then we had another volunteer hen.
But the volunteers aren’t ours ours, and we have no way of keeping them if they want to leave, and we’ve got messages out for if the actual “owners” want to claim her. So, the volunteers would only count as half ours.
But, today, the bantam rooster that apparently know our volunteer hen decided he would come by for a visit. Since he isn’t ours, that’s another half bird as long as he ends up being here, which won’t be for long because our rooster is most decidedly not bantam, and has beat the ever loving hell out of things much bigger than the bantam rooster
Which means I’m on a bathroom break while we figure out what the hell to do about the visiting dignitary.
I’m voting we have him for lunch.
Thanks for the lovely background image and a slice of life, I really enjoyed it.
Chicken politics are great, tho I only knew about visiting neighbours.
They really are a mess lol.
Also, said bantam rooster is currently in a spare pet carrier because the owners denied he’s theirs. I think it was a language barrier though, my Spanish is horrible and their English non existent lol.
Cute little bugger. If our rooster wouldn’t kill him, I’d just keep him and have done with it.
Lol, the committee has spoken and you were outvoted.
You could perhaps play the long game (like keeping them separated but close by, maybe with some fence or a coop, until they decide to maybe get along), but brainwashing chicken brains is hard.
I’m about to do my homework - FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE
A noble task - preparing oneself to be better equipped for future battle! Qapla!
I climbed into bed and started browsing memes on my phone FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE.
You summited the bed to achieve the warrior’s rest! Glory to you and your house!
I brushed my daughter’s hair… FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!
Strong hair! Strong heir! Glory to you and your house!
Strengthening the bonds of your house! String houses make for a strong empire! Glory to you!
I read my son a bedtime story and tucked him in bed… FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!
Training a future warrior! Glory to your house!
A noble undertaking. Glory to your House!
I rode the train… FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!
Mass transit is the lifeblood of the Empire’s economy. Glory to your house!
I picked up after the dog at the park…FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE.
You fight for the cleanliness of Imperial parks! We recognize your honor!
Set the automatic coffee pot… FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!
Whoa, hey, I know we’re all having fun with the “FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMPIRE” bit, but should we be caffenating Klingons? I feel like there’s bound to be real-world consequences here.
It’s a rare Klingon life hack that doesn’t make use of a bat’leth.
Fair enough, but it still feels like you’re advocating for the equivalent of giving meth to a honey badger.
