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30s/white/tired/coyote/&
Words are my favorite stim toy
This shitpost came to me in a dream
Historians don't @ me
How on Earth did I find myself so firmly embedded in plural life as a (nominally) singular person? I'm so fucking confused about myself haha
'i'm not plural! im not plural!!', i continue to insist as i slowly shrink and transform into a heap of, statistically speaking, 50½ skunks
Corn cobbed by my own petard indeed.
do i calque it (liberrultabuloj), loanword (friskatoj) or do something
dutabulado is kinda interesting. like "twoboarding", because that's kind of what it is i guess, and esperanto is usually kind of weirdly descriptive with what something is in that same way