I Made A Half-joke Once That Martin Is Constantly About Eight Seconds Away From Murder And The Only Way

I audibly laughed at this

What if when Michael got Distortioned he/they/it/(?) had just kept showing up to work? Imagine Gertrude comes into the archives and finds a bunch of paperwork filled out in yellow highlighter and folded into impossible shapes, and then Michael-Distortion just walks into the room door-style and sits down at his work computer so it can email Gertrude a phishing scam.

So an archive contains stories right. But it doesn’t necessarily destroy other copies. So

Idk where i was going with this actually. Something something tapes something paper copies? I know it was inspired by a drawing of jon eating tapes.

Also what would happen if you typed a statement into a google doc or something with automatic non-local saving. Would it just explode

If suzy izzard is to be believed, then god’s first name is steve, and death star head of catering is named mr stevens, which is kind of close. It’s not clear if the steve in “pyramid steve” is a last name (first name pyramid) or if pyramid is more of a title, but anyway i think pyramid steve should visit the death star. I also should get more sleep my train of thought is getting increasingly more obscure

I found one of your posts saved to my photos from a year ago (based on the format I’m guessing I got it from reddit?) and decided to look up the username and it turns out youre still here and making cool scifi/fantasy concepts!! Hi

A fantasy/soft sci-fi story that features a race of creatures who are apparently - for no really sensible reason - all male. And upon encountering humans for the first time, one of them discovers that women exist. And this is an epiphany, and the most splendid news in the entire world as he knows it. Holy shit, women. It takes him some time before he stops making sure that every human he encounters is aware that women exist, it would be a pity if they wouldn't. They do, all of them do, and some of the ones that he addresses are women, who apparently come in a far wider range of appearances than he had previously been aware of. This, too, is amazing.

Neglecting whatever duties he was supposed to be performing while among humans, he focuses mainly on learning more about women. This leads to learning about human romantic relationships, which leads to discovering polyamorous relationships, and the LGBT community. All of which are splendid discoveries.

Eventually, after having not heard anything of their duty-neglecting emissary for months, the people receive one letter that basically goes "I am ceasing my mission and relinquishing my position in order to make a home here. Do not try to seek me, I am currently living in a household of seven women including myself, and I will fight you if you try to remove me. Farewell."

And these people, relieved to finally get a confirmation that they can get someone else on the task, just look at this letter like "what the fuck is a woman."

Lobsterphone

MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE?

LOBSTERPHONE. That is all.

Runs in here screaming and hitting random items with a large blunt object and then becomes one with the wall and vanishes. Shortly afterwards the room explodes and was never there

i love seeing tmagp posts that are like:

tmagp episode x spoilers below, read at your own risk.

WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT TH

So you have long arms with wheels, but how long is the rest of you? Are your arms in proportion to your body?

* picks you up and tenderly carries you around with me, hugging you to my chest like a soft, fuzzy animal. * :)

You can try! But my arms are like 7'3" and have wheels at the ends

Laptops are always so much more Fucked than phones in my experience. A laptop is like a beautiful horse that wants nothing more than to break all of its legs. A decently solid android phone will act normal

I want to do a hear me out cake but i think my perception of what even counts as a hear me out has been horribly warped by the simple fact that i am on tumblr