Judgiest guy you’ve ever met: As a consequence, I’m inclined to reserve all judgments.
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Judgiest guy you’ve ever met: As a consequence, I’m inclined to reserve all judgments.
I have a question
what is plunkcore, i noticed you tag posts that sometimes
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QUESTION ABOUT PLUNKCORE!
GET SHURI LIFE LORE DUMPED IDIOT!!!
Okay okay okay. Plunk. Plunkie. The Plunkster. My AP lit teacher. Love her. She’s great. There’s at minimum THREE people on this hellsite who had her as a teacher. Prolly more.
Fav Plunkie quotes—
“I am ultra-LDS” (she’s not. She’s Catholic)
“If you’re gonna cheat, you’ve gotta be a lesbian hacker.”
“He’s shootin’ his schweeners at everyone.”
“Well, Shuri, we also know that you see the world differently.” (Said like an insult. It was not an insult.)
“If you dabble in the occult, you get dabbled back.”
“You can’t just talk with God, cause He’s God, your head would explode.”
“Brittney Spears, pre-snake.”
“It takes a lot of work. And a lot of human molars.”
“I [tease you] because you’re annoying, not because you’re gay.”
“You don’t even know the doodoo.”
“This is a dictatorship and I am God.”
“There’s a fine art of BSing.”
“The technical term is shweener.”
and, the favorite, nobody can forget
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“God, sex, death. Trademark, copyright, Plunk.”
She shipped me with a different guy in the class. And told me about this. Not the other guy, thankfully. We went to Prom and she was OVER THE FUCKING MOON ABOUT IT.
She’s Also Very Conspiracy Theory. Her favorites were that the moon landing didn’t happen and 9/11 was staged by the US government.
And Analysis. Everything means something. WE SPENT TWO DAYS ANALYZING SOME REAL LIFE DIDE’S DEATH!!! He died in a hot tub. During the harvest moon. And APPARENTLY that’s symbolic. It’s also the real world. So it doesn’t count. But she doesn’t care and it does count.
She told me I’m autistic which I’m relatively certain is illegal but like. Whatever.
There’s more but this is already too long of a response to a fourteen word question. Plunkie would be proud of my rambling though.
Plunkcore is anything that reminds me of Plunkie. Conspiracy theories, Bible humor, analysis of stuff, anything that has anything to do with Brave New World, Great Gatsby, or Frankenstein, I have one post that’s tagged as that solely because it mentions CRISPR, I have an argument in there because I think Plunkie would be proud of my BSing there, so yeah.
That’s Plunkcore 101. Just my AP Lit teacher.
ALSO I was her favorite student. Might still be idk. And I will flaunt that for the rest of forever.
I meked Plunkie fanart
Behold. The Plunkster.
It’s a fucking echo chamber in here! Not because everyone has the same beliefs but because they’re all screaming loud enough that it’s incomprehensible.
So I just heard someone say “If you don’t believe in God, consider this: how are you breathing, and… man. Are you kidding me. That is probably the boringest way you could say that.
Before I begin, I want to make it clear that I do, in fact, believe in God, but my reasoning is nothing other than “makes me happy and that good. Happy good. Happy yay. Someone who will love me no matter what yippee.” I don’t believe in the same flavor of God as my family does, I believe in a God who loves and supports unconditionally, but the point still stands. Come check back with me in five years, and I may feel differently. Idk.
I also think that religion is very personal and you should not be having argumentative conversations about religion with anyone, but also, if you have to, there’s much more interesting ways to do it.
My old English teacher could give you reasons based in quantum physics as to why she believed in God, and that was far more interesting (and convincing) than people going up on open-mic Sunday and talking about how much God has helped them because they had just the right amount of sugar to finish their cake. Or whatever. (I did make stories up sometimes to share on open-mic Sunday. I do feel bad about it once in a while. But it was fun. So ya know.)
Anyway. My point here is. Make it interesting or just leave it alone pal. We’re breathing cause of this strange phenomenon known as Lungs.