I stepped in a puddle of vibrancy on the Green Line this morning.
Vibrancy claims one.
West Saint Paul man pleads guilty to vibrancy.
Vibrancy almost claimed someone over by the U of M the other night.
Man vibrates into tent, rapes woman.
Vibrant attacker finds bad vibes.
Human vibrancy charges in the East Metro.
It’s good to see you bigots are starting to appreciate vibrant, urban culture.
Just so you remember that your mere presence is an assault on Negroes, Muslims and GuataMexidorian newcomers. Y’all got to go; the sooner, the better.
In the meantime, y’all need to start showing the proper respect to the Pozz. Bake that cake, bigots. And set your tots down on the hard truth of gender fluidity at the next Drag Queen literary opportunity your library hosts.
https://www.twincities.com/2020/02/29/he-she-they-their-pronouns-evolve-to-fit-personal-identities/
Man vibrates into tent or man vibrantes into tent?
Man delivers vibrancy to tent dweller…real hard.
I somehow expect that all this vibrancy is my cis white male fault, and for not wanting to go anywhere inside the 494/694 loop to help the diverse population redistribute my income. What little vibrancy we get around where I live is usually due to all the diverse elements driving up from Chicago in the shops right off I-94.