So. That Chump fellow wannabe-prez dude has an AMA tomorrow.
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So. That Chump fellow wannabe-prez dude has an AMA tomorrow.
Listen. You don’t even have to pay me for the pleasure I’m gonna get from leading this roast.
life update:
got kitten, loved kitten, lost kitten. it was only three weeks.
( @dragooned )
Shit, I meant to swipe left.
Jeeze, what the hell do you DO with your spare time.
darkchanneled:
[ What do half those words even mean? ]
Right, [ waves his hand dismissively ] In any case, why are you here?
[ half of them aren’t words, they’re just mouthsounds. ]
Um, why else. I need to friend you for this stupid game’s special perks. You play Two Dots, right ?
Composer: Gregorio Allegri (around 1582 - 1652)
Work: Miserere mei, Deus (1630s)
Performer: Timothy Beasley-Murray, Gerard Finley, Choir of King’s College Cambridge; conducted by Stephen Cleobury
darkchanneled:
I know a few people who would be offended that you took that title instead.
Hey. They snooze, you fffffrickin’ LOSE. I was AY DUBYA OH EL for months. If that’s not a fighting chance, I don’t know what is.
Still i’m pinned under the weight, of what i believed would keep me safe Show me where my armour ends, show me where my skin begins
Song Of The Week: Emperor’s New Clothes | Panic! At The Disco
If it feels good, tastes good It must be mine
[ fingerguns. ]
[ wink. ]
This just in: my platonic alien hatecrush is better than everyone else's.
[ fingerguns. ]
[ wink. ]
Actually, the truth is that I’ve been playing Avengers Academy since it came out and realized that I don’t have a fucking hot tub in my office so I asked myself why I didn’t have a fucking hot tub in my office like Tony Stark does, so now my office is trashed because I’m in the middle of renovating it (read: me and a few pals are getting shit-faced and taking sledgehammers to the non-space-facing walls) so that I can have, like, an double-sized Olympic-level jacuzzi.
My shit-for-brains writer’s alive. Just not really writing on the good ol’ Tumblr-Dot-Com. Which means that, yours truly -- Jack, that’s ME -- is seeing other people. I know. You’re heartbroken about it.
influencedbyfear:
“….Equip me with that name again, and I’ll dissect you….”
“Which one? Johnny? Oooooor was it sweetheart? Lemme’ know, mm’ kay thanks. I’m dying to make our little reunion more MEMORABLE.”
“Bartholomew” by The Silent Comedy
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“Predictable…”
Johnny. Sweetheart. Are you, is this - are you gloating? That’s so cute.
Ah.
Okay.