Ninny Risotto @ninnythegoat - Tumblr Blog

hello im ninny. Ninny Risotto if you're feeling extra fancy pantsy. He/him if you care

I like, love, adore, treasure, cherish, idolize, hold dear, and worship Mr. Bungle, Mike Patton, and goats. Pygora goats are super cool. Goat Simulator is the best game to have ever been created and there is NO match. I also love industrial a lot, especially nivek ogres stuff and numb. And I love to draw freaks and goats n stuff. Thanks for reading, bye!

#mr bungle

The head is in the wrong position because I realized far too late that the paper I used is too thick to fold any further. Also the tutorial I watched kept telling me that this is NOT for beginners and I'm a beginner lmao, so it's wrinkly but fire bc I love goats

#origami #goat

This image you see here seems totally harmless at first, untill I tell you the story behind what it REALLY means...

See, years ago when I was younger than I am right now, I had a hamster named Jimmy (short for Jimmothy). He was a hamster with many hopes and aspirations that, sadly, he never had the time to follow through with; such as his abandoned rock opera project. Jimmy never had the time for anything due to his unfortunate bowel situation. I had to be very careful with what I fed Jimmy, sometimes his normal hamster food would cause irreparable damage to his colon! He certainly was smart for a ham, but not smart enough to predict what was going to happen to him next...

See, one morning I took Jimmy outside for a quick walk (we did this routine walk around our neighborhood every other day because the vet told me it would strengthen his collapsed large intestine). While I was distracted by one of my evil neighbors who decided to strike up conversation, Jimmy got loose from his shackles. Actually, he didn't break free, someone or some THING took him!!! I saw a trail of poop going into the woods, I KNEW he was out there... So I ran home as fast as I could to prepare. I got my miniature ambulance and my caltrop from my cabinet and prepared a bowl of pop corn to soothe myself before I went to battle with the beast that took Jimmy. But the SCARIEST thing happened........

When I came back from peeing I walked to my table where I had set down my pop corn, but it wasn't there? I had sworn I left my pop corn on the table, but in case I was wrong I had searched my home for the bowl. Under the table, above the table, left of the table, around the table, it was nowhere to be seen. That's when I remembered there was one last place I hadn't checked, Jimmy's cellar. So I went down into Jimmy's cellar, shaking and tearing up at the thought of him, and that's when I saw IT. Perched on top of my delicious bowl of pop corn was some sort of demonic mutation that took the form of Jimmy. It was hairless and wrinkly, much like my balls. It looked up at me with a piece of pop corn in its tiny palms. I whipped out my cellular device, my slimey hands almost caused me to drop it, and I snapped the very photo above this post.

When I slipped my phone back into my pocket, I confronted Jimmy. "Give me back my POP CORN!!!!!!!!!!" I spoke, softly. Jimmy just shat there, only occasionally shoving a piece of pop corn into his hideous mouth. That's when I knew, I had truly lost him....

So I pulled out my minigun and shot him. It was the only thing I could do.

4 months later, I still think about Jimmy... And what I had to do for the sake of ALL humankind... It haunts me. It truly haunts me. So please, share my story so the world can see the TRUTH.

RIP Jimmy ❤️‍🩹🦅 he was racist