#3, Last night my cat challenged me a drinking contest by lapping up my shot of whiskey that I had out.
I’m pleased to report I DESTOYED that motherfucker, drinking 11 shots to his 3.
This morning, he’s yakked on the floor and is prancing about while I’m nursing a monster hangover, the smug little asshat
My taxes paid for the road, I’m going to use the road. It’s called getting value for your money, walklet-tier comic XD
Agreed, fuck who you like and who wants to fuck you, why must something as complex and messy as your slice of humanity be categorized?
My usernote for you contains the phrase “privacy-illiterate”, but this is a good take, assuming data isnt sent back. You’ve been upgraded, lol
Shrek does. Shrek is love, Shrek is life.
NOT your loved ones.
DO NOT ASCEND!
People tested this out in 2009, turns out it’s Larry David on both counts
Skinwalker fingers typed this
Whatever will I do without my deshittified emotional support laptop :'(
In the game I’m playing, goblins have thick New York accents. If my creepy-ass lizard person dies, I might switch to that, or a Nordic elf with a thick Swedish accent.
Brb let me get my “offended on someone else’s behalf” hat on
I generally show up 10 minutes or so early, but that’s because I take a moseying walk to work that varies in time.
Plus, the office has AC, and my apartment doesn’t.
You’re in luck!
The song: https://youtu.be/FuzTkGyxkYI