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we're not kids anymore.
if i look back, i am lost
hello vonnie
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@mister-unconventional
colomartyr:
Honestly a koala crime empire sounds like something Manny would create just to eventually open a locked door instead of just. Picking the lock.
Why would you say this about me, Meche???
I mean. You’re right. That sounds like something I would do. But why, Meche??
I’m literally begging all of you to please stop being horny right in front of Glottis.
Wait a minute. It’s June? Since When?
this is the funniest one yet
I’m still a little bitter about being stabbed and left in a ditch.
bodyshieldsandbots:
I don’t know for sure but I think I used to do a lot of that kind of fixing.
Oh right. The Depression. I’m thinking of the time before that where everyone dressed like cool people and drank illegal booze. The Depression is that time period where that shitty author wrote that book I hate. Rough stuff for anyone not living on their daddy’s money back then.
Yeah, I can definitely say for sure that I didn’t. Most I do with the killing fixing is, well, sprouting people. Or feeding them to gods, now, I guess! Because apparently I can do that now.
Yeah, the Prohibition? I mean, that happened at around the same time, too. 1920-1933. Great Depression started in 1929 and ended 1939, roughly. So... still close to the same ballpark.
But yeah. Definitely. Think that can describe a lot of books, so I can’t say I know which you’re talking about. But definitely. Sorry for getting weird, by the way.
It was still cool to see that Buzzfeed Unsolved episode that went to my hometown there, though. On a completely unrelated note.
Anyway, um. Ahem. Sorry. Don’t know what came over me there.
Like maybe it’s because my family wasn’t doing great in the 1930s and I was doing odd jobs to keep us afloat, but, the 1930s kind of sucked.
bodyshieldsandbots:
Anything radioactive can be used as a weapon if you’r upset enough. I don’t know why that’s my first instinct with radium but hey, whatever. And the thirties were a magical time, I won’t blame it for not knowing.
Oh. Or. That. But I don’t think that I would count that as “fixing” things. Bet some of my friends in the wasteland would know about that, though.
I’m not sure I would’ve called it magical, but maybe that’s because I had to live through the Great Depression.
bodyshieldsandbots replied to your post: It’s probably a good thing I died before someone...
Radium, if applied correctly, fixes a lot of things. But not… that.
Hey, it was the 1930s, we didn't know any better. I still don't know a lot about radium, actually. Just that I don't want to risk messing with it. It’s... uh... it’s used in chemotherapy or something, isn’t it? And... x-rays?
I’ve learned to be a lot of things, but not any sort of official doctor.
It’s probably a good thing I died before someone was like. Hey, Manny, you have no desire for sex, right? Have you tried using a radium suppository? It could help!
God, you guys know what I remembered? From the 1930s?
Radium suppositories. Mostly for having sex problems.
Can’t get it up anymore? Shove some radium up your ass! It’ll revitalize your organs and your body! There’s nothing that can go wrong from this.
Plus, I mean, what kind of difference is there with bottled water.
What difference.
I mean I’ve had plenty of tap, I know there’s a difference, but seriously? It all tastes like plastic. “Oh I’m just interested in a different kind of plastic today :)”
You cannot, will not, will never make me drink anything that tastes like plastic.
If you made me choose between drinking bottled water for the rest of my life, or dealing with feeling dehydrated for the rest of my afterlife, I would choose dehydration for the rest of my afterlife.
bitches got $70 of tap water in the fridge and be like can’t help being a gemini!
