FENTANYL!

collapses

I’m a firm believer in sending all bigots “back where they came from.”

Muy suavamente

I appreciate all of the discourse. But I would like to clarify that the OP clearly states that one’s Smash main is how they are in the sheets. As someone who does not play Smash, that means I do not exist in the sheets. Whatever the proper terminology is, fair is fair, and I accept my fate.

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…just as long as everyone knows that IRL I have lots and lots of sex _sometimes. With actual people. Sometimes more than one. This is all very true and I totally would not lie on the internet.

Kart: Mii w/MegaMan suit

Smash: I don’t play

😒

I’ve got a theory of my own: anyone afraid of being “replaced” isn’t that great, and should actually be replaced. Bigots, feel free to go back where you came from.

I take it that frog hadn’t been de-boned.

He grew up? I thought he just got old.

Doesn’t matter, had sex go vote

When danger reared its ugly head, he cravenly turned his tail and fled

He’s awfully noisy for a corpse.

…please don’t tell me this a new problem we have to worry about.

Craven old Sir Orange
Rode forth from Florida
He was not afraid to lie
Craven Sir Orange
He was not all afraid to be nasty in his ways
Craven, craven Sir Orange

every couple years freaking day about ‘the americans’ like we’re some monolith

Word.

Oh no. Someone said “fuck” on TV. Molly, get the hatchet. I’m taking Big TV out behind the woodshed.

some minutes later

And could you lend me a hand? This thing is heavier than I remember.

for the love of everything don’t look at your keyboard

Signed,
Xennial who was in IT for 25 years and never learned to touch type

How many bananas is that, cost-wise?

“Sorry doc, was thinking about work. Did you say something about line go up?”

That sounds like mental illness.

ETA: Replace “work” in that quote with practically any other activity/subject, whether outlandish or banal.

I sit through movies but I don’t remember them because I’m thinking about baking cakes.

I sit through movies but I don’t remember them because I’m thinking about traffic patterns.

I sit through movies but I don’t remember them because I’m thinking about cannibalism.

I sit through movies but I don’t remember them because I’m thinking about shitposting.

Obsessed with something? At best, you’re “quirky” (depending on what you’re obsessed with). Unless it’s money. Being obsessed with that is somehow virtuous.