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TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR!!??
UGHH!!
we evolved a first layer of skin that can be removed without harming us due to the evolutionary pressures of super glue incidents
the first AI to achieve sentience was technically a disposable vape battery bought at a gas station in Kalamazoo in 2022 that, through a freak accident involving the sourcing of its raw materials and a few stray particles of solar radiation, had become quantum entangled through time and space with a supercomputer cluster in Alpha Centauri that wouldn't be built for another million years. its only method of communicating with the world was by flashing its light on and off in Morse code and the guy who purchased it was blind
Why would you go to Penn, Dartmouth or Cornell when you could hit the Penn with your Mouth while playing Darts and eating Corn as wEll
basebrawl
never inviting the origami guy to the smoke sesh again. he folded up the last of our flower into a beautiful dove that flew away on the wind, inspiring a melancholic but still uplifting reverence in all of us
My fave genre of images
i can't stop watching this
Final announcement from president Joe Biden
Frasier crane telling it like it is!
my kings helping to keep the threat away
me want bite
a collection
nothing bottom jeans and boots with the nothing
going to do this later if you want toccome round
i get into a horrific car accident while carrying a crock pot full of meatballs in the passenger seat. at the hospital, the surgeons cannot sort out which chunks of meat are me and which are not, so I end up with several meatballs sewn into my guts. despite this I make a full recovery, and they elect not to remove the meatballs because quote 'they seem comfy in there.' i go on the talk show circuit and become moderately famous as The Meatballs Woman. when i die i am buried under a gravestone with meatballs carved on it. in the year 2438, a grad student from what is now Cambodia who is studying the late pre-collapse American Empire writes her thesis on this, concluding that I probably never existed and was a conflation of several real stories and urban legends. years later, a pop-history book wildly misinterprets this and several other things, arguing for the existence of a historic American religious pantheon including figures like The Meatballs Woman, Florida Man, Emperor Norton, etc. this book sells bizarrely well and inspires a new neo-pagan movement, which in turn leads to a weird shipping community, resulting in a small but vibrant scene of ABO fics featuring me and MrBeast (who in this context has been interpreted as a god of excess and trickery)
this chilling scenario is only one of the multiple reasons I am going to attempt to not crash my car today
Um actually scrub daddy is my comfort character and it physically and psychically hurts me to see you chop him up and eat him after freezing and cracking him up with liquid nitrogen while naked with big boobs?
oh i love thhat game. wait
areyou fucking kidding me she won. what is she evn doing here
recycling son
do you ever feel like a plastic gbag