Knook

He/they The musings of an obnoxiously opinionated person trapped in a non-confrontational person’s body

[knoook]

[knoook]

I think it’s about time someone writes an epic poem about DashCon, complete with an invocation of the Muses, in media res, epic catalogues—you know, every hallmark of epic poetry. I would read the shit out of it.

[knoook]

Alvin and the Chipmunks was just nightcore for baby boomers

[knoook]

Imagine a millipede classicist whose name is Professor Wigglesworth.

This came to me in a dream

[knoook]

X-Men? Congrats on their transitions

[knoook]

A second Pontiff has hit the Apostolic Palace, the Vatican is under attack.

[knoook]

One time I was talking to a friend about musicals and I accidentally called Moulin Rouge Baton Rouge, like the capital of Louisiana. I still think about that sometimes.

[prophetic-writer]

“What if I write it and it’s bad-”

WHAT IF YOU WRITE IT AND ITS GOOD? WHAT IF YOU WRITE IT AND ITS EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANTED? WHAT THEN????

[knoook]

Instead of electing a president, maybe we should just put candidates in the thunderdome from Mad Max. Two men enter, one man leaves.

[knoook]

[knoook]

Nightmare blunt rotation

[reallyreallyreallytrying]

love chat gpt's emergence as a trickster god type character. you may enjoy its bounty when writing a generic cover letter for a job application.. but it will take its payment when you try to enter the country of chile without a visa because it told you that was fine

[knoook]

I want the epitaph on my headstone to be written in comic sans.

[knoook]

I bet the Vikings were listening to some corny ass, divorced dad shit on the way to Lindisfarne, like “Björn to Be Wild”.