30+ year old trans, disabled, jewish anarcho-socialist gateway system of mostly nonhumans. furriness varies. may or may not be 9 autism creatures in a trench coat
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My dealer: got some straight gas 🔥😛 this strain is called “17776” 😳 you’ll be zonked out of your gourd 💯
Me: yeah whatever. I don’t feel shit.
5 minutes later: dude I swear I just saw a 15,000-year-old man playing Game & Watch games in a cave
My buddy JUICE pacing: the people from maine are lying to us
moving on to the second portion of my lecture, i’d like to speak on the virtues of lunchables pizza – as well as the shortcomings that ultimately led to its discontinuation
in the 1990s, lunchables were a popular option for schoolchildren seeking agency in their lunchtime meal. while cafeteria food typically came as it came, lunchables offered virtually endless permutations of food. with lunchables pizza, this frontier was explored further via
HOLY SHIT SHUT UP
Well, don't get too discouraged. You know, your sister and your buddy Juice weren't always so hot at communicating, either. Thousands of years ago, they made first contact with us. And at first, we had no idea it was them. So you have to understand how confusing it was. After an eternity of total silence from the universe, we finally received a clear transmission from somewhere, and we had no idea where it was coming from.
You want to know the very first thing they said?
What?
"FART."
i’m happy to apologize every time i do something like this, but know that i don’t plan to reflect on my actions or change my behavior in any way.
i’m just going to say “i’m sorry” and keep doing the same shit, cool
No, not cool.
that wasn’t a question, i was just remarking that it’s cool that i’m like this
