whatever we were before, we are now the INQUISITION
You walked out of the Fade and our soldiers found you.
nothing feels better than winning monopoly. not love. not sex. not free pizza. nothing
I’m sorry, have you tried pizza…?
yes and it doesn’t compare to owning half the board and watching the light die from your friends eyes as you take their money and feel your friendship slowly deteriorate
i like you
MY FAVORITE POST
PLEASE TELL ME THAT PEOPLE IN BRITAIN ACTUALLY CALL THE USA “THE COLONIES”
Nah, it’s what we call the rest of the world, because most of the time, it’s accurate.
usualy when we say america it’s followed by a sigh and an eyebrow roll
an eyebrow roll
how did they learn to translate languages into other languages how did they know which words meant what HOW DID TH
English Person: *Points at an apple* Apple
French Person: Non c’est une fucking pomme
*800 years of war*
"C’est une fucking pomme" is now my favourite phrase
right up there with Viva la pluto
finish this sentence: m
y body craves for the touch of mashed potatoes, the soft white flesh of the vegetable sliding over my body. i havent slept in fifteen days. only the beautiful rapturous gooey white semi solid plant matter inspires me to continue living. sometimes i like to imagine that the mashed potatoes have accepted me as their loving partner. oh can i dream.
What the actual fuck
I don’t want to make you
but I detect a note of
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