Aug 2, 2025
situation dire. i've been saying 'huzzah', 'alas', and 'tis unironically for like a year now. harmless so far.
however. i hath noticed i now mark half of my goodbyes with 'i must away'. it's spreading
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situation dire. i've been saying 'huzzah', 'alas', and 'tis unironically for like a year now. harmless so far.
however. i hath noticed i now mark half of my goodbyes with 'i must away'. it's spreading
finding somebody who will laugh at your shitty jokes is joy-inducing but finding a motherfucker who can yes-and all the esoteric bullshit you put out is pure cocaine. this must be the shit all those racuous but good-natured scoundrels down at the tavern are on
the people are not too happy with my newest steam username
this writing shit hardddddd
[sitting on a rocking chair smoking a pipe] yaknow back then it didnt take much to get your tags screenshat. you just had to react funny or make something sound clever. or steal a joke from 'prev'. that happened to your ol pappy once, yaknow. rat bastard Johnson-Jacob-1879 stole my bit out from right underneath my feet and reblogged as his own...got 788 notes for that - was a lot back in the old days, ysee. Think he took that jump-start and headed off runnin' for Twitter, settled with a nice comfy follower base. last I heard he was top o' the list on a twitlonger though, serves him right! [laughing] where was I...
chud granddaughter: grandpa i don't think that's the past tense of screenshot
[lost in thought] right. screenshittin tags. nowadays your generation gots to work doubly hard than we ever did for just a bit o' that note count. it takes realll effort. but keep at it, 'kay kiddo? you come from a long line of posters. you put your mind to it you can turn anythin to a banger. [very suddenly] actually, there was somethin' i wanted to give ya. one sec
[goes into my drafts shed. comes back out with a vintage shitpost, a little dusty but still in perfect condition] here. a good ol'fashioned banger. got this when i was a blogger just a wee bit older than you are now. i wanted to wait for the right opportunity to post it, but...well, look at me now. i waited too long, kiddo. but i knew - if my grandchild ever wanted to be a tumblrina, i'd have the perfect gift to pass on to them, as my grandposter did for me. i wasnt squite sure when i wanted to give this to ya...but i think you're ready, miss.
chud granddaughter: [tearing up] thanks grandpa. you'll always be my favorite moot
people peg me as a wizard which is most unfortunate. i respect the arcane arts but I am far too martial a person to be a weedy little rat who shrieks LIGHTNINGBOLT and cries when they're out of spell juice. i'm a battlemage. i do not need to snipe my enemies from afar with lame-o spells. i can bring the pain to them directly myself
absentmindedly wondering how the sun looks from space so i checked and was met with like a straight up angel from bible like holy shit dude