They just glared at me and said something about "brand strategy" and slammed the door on me! I fell to my knees sobbing, and then six minutes later this...organism opens the door, smiles and says, "Hi, I'm The New Garfield!" They just walked right past me over to the recliner and sat down for three entire days without closing their right eye, occasionally shouting out affirmations directed at strangers! I should be distraught, but I've lost the ability to cry, and I just keep thinking about how amazing that vegetable pie was that they made!...MY DOG IS FUCKING DEAD!
- they/them...for now
weird depressed person trying to make a game? actually not sure. yeah i should probably more thoroughly interrogate my appreciation of the referenced video game character
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that's me, on the right, wondering if my head will fit into that gorgeous maw for completely not horny reasons. I want it so bad.
We have been TRYING to REACH YOU concerning your CAR'S extended WARRANTY
"Why is my left hand twenty percent bigger than my right?! Why is my left EYE twenty percent bigger than my right?? WHAT IS THIS SHIT"
"I don't CARE about your clown nose, Troy! You don't have to brag about it being a bargain, you got it at a DOLLAR STORE!"