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@mintposting
a wikipedia poem on software entropy
does spilling sauce all over yourself and eating in bed stop at 25 or am i fucked
kitty perfect weight for picking up for cuddles! kitty very Soft and warm and will purr comfortably in your arms. Pick up kitty. no problems ever when picking up kitty because good weight and size for picking up after surgery.
imo one of the funniest genres of dude is the ones who post shit on social media like "in 2024 I don't have time for fake friends" "so many people trying to betray you and stab you in the back, can't trust anyone but yourself" "I got a lot of enemies, a lot of people praying on my downfall" and then they work at like the mall or something like bro what kind of life are you leading there cannot be that many people out to get you
upon further reflection the type of guy I was trying to describe here is just drake fans
what do you mean you havent used mindfulness techniques to accept the state of the torture labyrinth as is yet. its like youre not even trying
stop drawing willabee only
BUNY [sketch] COMMS OPEN WEEHOO!!!
I'm opening up a few slots for comms (sketches and emotes/icons only*), to be completed throughout this summer!
My inbox is open for project submissions from now til 5pm (MDT) on Fri, June 5th, after which I'll sort through all of them and select the projects I'm most interested in!
All projects are submitted via the Commissio listing linked below (NOT first-come-first-serve), and I'll be checking through them and reaching out for clarification as needed over the next few days!
Pricing/instructions here: https://taffywabbit.carrd.co Submit your project here: https://commiss.io/listings/bG7RE
Good luck, and thanks in advance!
*you're welcome to upgrade sketches to other styles in a later opening if you want, i'm just trying to keep this batch simpler for now. if you're not sure your idea will work well as a sketch, or being split up like that, just hold onto it for now! or ask me if unsure!
the role of the person in the passenger seat is not only navigator but secretary as well. you have to type up the drivers messages to random ladies on facebook about cbd cream & google whether that billy joel song was the theme song for that show or not
you also have to provide a henchmans disdainful scowl at whoever the driver is flipping off in the target parking lot
other assorted roles may include
retrieval team for objects in the backseat
custodian of the parking garage tickets
"All clear my way"
en-route dining concierge
announcing "Horses!" when there are horses
Don't forget the Tommy Gun
You should never forget the Tommy Gun
World Heritage Post
This is how some of yall will end up if you keep liking and reblogging my posts
‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves A stately pleasure-dome decreed. And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
they fuck you up your mum and dad two vast and trunkless legs of stone i do not like it, sam i am as small as a world and as large as alone
God moves in a mysterious way:
He gives his harness bells a shake.
What will survive of him is love
If he should die before he wake.
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. See in her cell sad Eloisa spread, Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
A sudden blow: the great wings beating still Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, I work all day, and get half-drunk at night.
If I should die, think only this of me, Between what I see and what I say, In this short Life that only lasts an hour Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Westron wynde, when wilt thou blow? Tie up the knocker, say I’m sick, I’m dead. I learn by going where I have to go.
But I am done with apple-picking now, I thank whatever gods may be; I never saw a purple cow, I think that I shall never see.
I have a rendezvous with Death, She walks in beauty like the night – Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, So on we worked, and waited for the light.
Thank you @mugwomps this is the brain equivalent of one of those massages where they hit you
so staff might be terminating random transfems like dozens of times within a day on pride month and they might be literally taking the trans colors out of the progress flag and they might be perfectly happy letting nazis openly doing constant sexual harassment campaigns with the express purpose of trying to kill the target. but at least they brought pjackks blog back! that makes up for it! happy pride month!
nevermind post cancelled he's dead again
my little queer friend group