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Reasons why cats would like being in the desert

1. Massive litter Box

2. No water in the desert

3. Sand is yummy

4. Lots of sun

Conclusion: cats would enjoy the desert

Frequently Asked Questions of Recent Catowners

My cat constantly poops on my carpet and never in his litter box. How can I stop this?

Remove his asshole.

Wait, what? How is that possible?

Sell his asshole on Craiglist.

I don’t want to mutilate my cat! I just want to make my cat poop in his litter box! How do I make my cat poop in his litter box!

Cover your entire floow with sand. That way, your entire house is a litterbox. Now, the cat will always be pooping in a litterbox no matter where your cat poops.

But then my house will still be covered with catpoop.

That’s fine.

Can I speak with somebody else?

No.

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I think most importantly, it would give us the leverage to say “no”. To walk away from bad jobs and abusive managers. To refuse to work in unsafe environments. To demand better pay.

To demand better, because the options are no longer “suck it up” or “die”.

and that’s why there’s so much resistance to implementing it - capitalism wants workers who don’t have a choice

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forgot to post this here! i’ve been gone for a while but i’m back!! and with background studies too. 

expect more of these in the future!!

Me on my dash thinking “wow my mutual are really going crazy over this post” but it’s just the same homie and I’m here for it

ITS A COOL ASS PAINTING DONT @ ME

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PAINTING??????

[ID: Image one is a very realistic painting of puffy white clouds glowing in the sun as they pass over a building. The angle is low looking up. Image two is a tag in all caps that reads: “#this doesn’t have enough notes so I’m reblogging it 7 times.” End ID]

My dear mother, who I love to death, is one of those soccer Moms who always had ten pounds of Caprisun in her purse. The purse in question was a large white thing which looked like a Republican’s head, and it smelled like on to. One time a man tried to mug is, and she tried to him with it, but she missed. It was so embarrassing, the mugger just left. He was a nice guy. I still talk with him sometimes.

Radiohead should make more songs about shoes, as their music is very good to listen to while tying ones laces (it takes a long time for me on account of my insanely tiny hands).

My Letterboxd account has this weird glitch where if I review a movie that’s not about sloths, my computer comes alive and tries to kill me.