this is my grasp of how football works: two teams of men want the ball very badly but are incapable of sharing it. one team attempts to deliver the ball to their holy ground while the other attempts to prevent this. occasionally an evil man will appear and speak curses to the men, causing them grief and dishonor
it's always hard to get to sleep when you stay up past the "old world dying" part of the night and have to sleep through the sounds of the new world struggling to be born. like aagggh fuck it's the time of monsters again, god damn it
thoughtbthis meant they were predators to them
a massive cloud of paper airplanes descending upon a 747 and when they disperse all that’s left is a massive airliner skeleton picked perfectly clean of all flesh
society is jumping the gun big time why the fuck are we developing AI and robots and shit brother we don't even have printers or vacuums that aren't dogshit CAN we dial it back
"Bottom does not mean sub" might as well be occult knowledge to some of y'all
call my man shredded lettuce because he be a sub topping
“it’s so funny how you remember that” i remember Everything. unless i forget
the women in my bluetooth headphones sounds mad at me :(
me if meowing was a sin tbh
& heres me if meowing was illegal
But it’s not so enjoy
so true, here i am happy and free because nobody can morally or legally stop me from meowing
how many followers do you have?
its just you and me buddy
Concept: magic school drama with one of those goofy house systems where the protagonist gets assigned to what is widely regarded as the boring house for boring people, and their central emotional conflict revolves around trying to prove they're Not So Ordinary After All™; eventually their efforts lead them to accidentally discover that the school is actually some sort of wildly unethical human experiment, and the reason their house is the boring one is that it's the control group.
Thinking about this today
Werewolf: *see’s abused child*
Werewolf: gonna turn a kid and then help him maul this fucker.
i think click (2006) should have ended with a weeping adam sandler putting the remote to his head and pressing the power button repeatedly to no effect
Reach WITH IN To your LOCAL bog and you may find A Friend And Boy…
Disturbing My Afternoon Nap
im sorry sir
Put Me Back Of Sleep










