aflo:
op is the high hrothgar frost troll
aflo:
op is the high hrothgar frost troll
there is so much about modern queer discourse that could be fixed simply by understanding “straightness” to be a socio-political classification & reward for conformity rather than just a personal identity.
The only comment in the notes that understood the assignment.
maybe your computer doesn’t work because you fucked it with your ponis
i did not fuck that computer with my ponis
i must not stir the pot. stirring the pot is the notifications-killer. participation in the discourse is the little-death that brings total activity obliteration. i will face the bad opinions on the internet. i will permit them to pass over me and through me. and when they have gone past, i will turn the block button onto their source. where the discourse has come from there will be nothing. only i will remain.
hush little baby dont you cry. mamas gonna buy you a big horse fly. and if that big horse fly dont fly. mamas gonna buy you another horse fly
[club mix] another horse fly. another horse fly
This Friday’s meme is: the perfect being
Have you seen fossilised crabs. They’re hilarious they literally do just
Straight up they are just fully there. Shellfish are really fun like that, i have a shrimp fossil in my collection that’s like. Yeah it’s just 100% a shrimp, legs and antennae and all. When your skeleton is on the outside, it means your outside fossilises really well.
Timothy Chalamet passed away last night after choking on a single frozen unchewed green pea. Family members confirmed his passing in a statement to the media “it’s how he liked to eat them”
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A hiker, clearly shaken, enters a remote English village pub, his clothes all torn and he’s full of scratches.
“You won’t believe this,” he says to the bartender. “I was attacked by a leopard!”
“Really?”
“Yes! A leopard! In England!” The hiker sits down and orders the strongest liquor they’ve got. “I tried to run, but it was if course much faster than me.”
The hiker gets his glass, empties it, and asks for another. “It sent me to the ground with a mighty push from its paws, but weirdly enough it then just gave me a really sad look and left.”
“Ah, you met Father Andrews,” the bartender says, matter-of-factly.
“What do you mean?” asks the tourist, confused.
“Father Andrews was our priest. A truly kind-hearted man, loved by all. His only goal in life was to serve his congregation as well as he could. So when he one day found a lamp with a genie, his very first wish was to be a loving shepherd to the community.”
“That’s nice ”
“Absolutely, if only he hadn’t been so prone to spoonerisms.”
I had to look up what a spoonerism is, but man this is a good one.