|| i might just start sending puns/awful jokes to inboxes bc i can (bad jokes make everything better!)

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|| i might just start sending puns/awful jokes to inboxes bc i can (bad jokes make everything better!)
Sends a mountain of (un)frozen spaghetti
just like what pap likes to make!although this version looks far less glittery… “ the pastabilities are endless here, y’know. "
darlingdeceiver:
@sansxsational replied here:
while not as entertaining as hotdog stacking, joy was most certainly found in this new found event.
“ rye not find out now? …or would you rather wheat and see? ”
Loki shot a stare so blank his exasperation was nearly tangible.
“If you don’t bugger off now, you’ll be toast.”
it would take much more than that to discourage the skeleton. if anything, it only served to egg him on. “ hey no knead to get upset buddy. i’m not even on a roll yet. ” and thus, the floodgates were open.
🍞
Send me a “🍞 “ for your muse to throw a loaf of bread at my muse.
An unsuspecting Loki lurched forwards as something soft yet dense struck him in the back of the head.
“WHAT THE–”
He whipped around, scowling, and caught sight of a vaguely familiar skeleton.
“That had better be gluten-free.”
while not as entertaining as hotdog stacking, joy was most certainly found in this new found event.
“ rye not find out now? ...or would you rather wheat and see? ”
wendythesurvivor:
becauseimrichandican:
I Swear This Is An RP Blog: A Musical
Featuring such hits as
Maybe I’ll RP Today and its reprise No Wait Nevermind
What Was The Plot of This RP Again?
Fuck My Partner Deleted Their Blog
And the ever classic
I’m a Lazy Bastard
Starring everyone’s favourite
Nobody’s replied and its reprise Fuck everyone’s replied
♠REAPER♦
so i just discovered that this undertale text generator exists and i’m having too much fun
i’m gonna enjoy the shit out of this
@avidansexbangs
"why did the tomato blush?"
“…….” The Bulgarian is strangely silent.
the big boned skeleton could barely contain his excitement. this stranger was about to enter a while new world. it would be... punderful “ because it saw the salad dressing! ”
regeneratingdegenerate:
@sansxsational continued from here.
“ let’s go for a dip! ”
“Heh. Okay, okay. Why didn’t the dime jump off of the building when the nickle did?”
he’ll humor the masked man. but it would be a warm day in snowdin before he was out-punned. “ --why? ”
"what did one chip say to the other chip?"
“–Why you bein’ so salty?”
“let’s go for a dip!”
|| okay lbr school is kickin my ass rn. but thats why ive been pullin srs hours at my puppy therapy. (rly tho im determined to get back into rp) okay that was totally punintentional tbh
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Drop me a ★ if you want me to write a starter so we can RP
When first Loki noticed the squat skeleton reclining in a rickety chair, he thought it was an unusually placed–and rather unseasonal–prop, nothing more. He leaned down to further examine the thing, eyes narrowed and hands clasped behind his back.
It seemed stationary, as lifeless as one would typically expect of a human picked clean, but upon closer inspection he could have sworn he heard something like a snore rattling through the grinning teeth.
It would hardly be the strangest thing he’d encountered, but curiosity still urged him to raise a curled fist and rap twice upon the domed skull.
Knock knock! came the hollow sound.
the rickety chair wasn’t the most comfortable, but Sans wasn’t terribly picky not when it came to impromptu napping spots. he didn’t earn the nickname lazybones by being picky. approaching footsteps were so soft that they failed to rouse the lightly slumbering skeleton. had the normally pun-cracking skeleton been conscious, he would have made a quip about how that was surely an impressive feet to accomplish. for someone who put cats to shame when it came to hours spent sleeping, Sans never seemed lucky enough to drift away into a deeper sleep. what a shame. the swift raps upon his skull were far from painful he was a bonehead after all but they were plenty to jostle Sans from from his dreamless slumber.
darkness, all consuming, was the only thing present as sleepy eyes snap open. and then, light! soft little pinpricks of light, but light nonetheless. a striking contrast to the void that surrounded them. but still, that toothy grin barely wavered. unsettling, perhaps– with how much it could hide. ‘’ y’know, most people don’t take knock knock jokes so literally. ‘’
''Knock knock.''
She’s going to regret this. “Who’s there?”
”beets.” another key piece of evidence helping to prove that truly no one can resist a great knock knock joke. oh how the excitement builds!
|| the desire to go full underfell grows strong
+ dxtxrminxd
'’hey, kid. knock knock.’’ he was whispering, as if telling such a bad joke was a crime. Really though, who doesn’t appreciate a good knock knock joke every once in a while? it could be, to be quite frank. but if such a thing were outlawed, well then... you’d be staring at the number one pun smuggler.
iamthedeadpool:
This is a happy go lucky Undertale Christmas song about genocide
Enjoy and let the spirit of Undertale enter into your SOUL
|| mm. more like leaving notes to myself than anything. if this becomes another crack blog ill probably laugh. and then cry. torn between underfell and not. decisions decisions...