Season 4 Episode 8 of What we do in the Shadows may be the best one yet. I’m only 3 minutes in, but I have a feeling I’m right.
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Season 4 Episode 8 of What we do in the Shadows may be the best one yet. I’m only 3 minutes in, but I have a feeling I’m right.
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hehehe.
I set my alarm to 3:15 AM instead of 3:15 PM and woke up seven hours later than I was supposed to.
So I missed my meeting, not that I care all that much.
I slept for fifteen hours, woke up, and touched up my undercut.
flyingfishnomore replied to your photo:I like my new boobies. Still getting used to the...
you can’t get used to it because it’s fake. nothing like modifying your body to public and acceptable concensus. you have been consumed, what a way to promote positive body image when you, yourself, are still unsure of your decision.
Hi! I'm flattered you created a Tumblr solely to keep up with my shenanigans and send me astute opinions (you've written other clever things, but I'm too lazy to seek 'em out). You clearly are worried for me. I am eternally grateful and touched. But I too worry for you. You sound pretty mad. >:| You also sound pretty sad. :'( You disapprove of me, Flyingfishnomore, that much is clear. What can I do to earn your respect and admiration?! I've already garnered your concern, but you know me, that simply just won't do. And why are you no longer flying?! Is it my fault? Please, let me know. I couldn't bear the thought that you have been cursed as "Flyingfishnomore" because of my irresponsible actions.
Hey. Listen. You are ruining my days and nights with your precise analysis and biting acuity. It's driving me bonkers! It's making me question myself and doubt my intentions. But thank you, thank you for showing me the error of my ways and for exposing me for the fraud that I am! You're the voice of reason, you're a breath of fresh air. Everyone else that's provided any pleasant or supportive input? Idiots. Sheep. Brown-nosers. Fuck those guys. Not you, though. YOU, Flyngfishnomore, YOU know me...the real me. You see through all the bullshit and smoke 'n mirrors. You and I, we are like -this- *crosses fingers*. Many an evening you have stayed up and listened to my deepest musings and most darkest revelations. Many a morning you have held me tight and soothed my aching head and troubled soul. Why can't anyone else get it right? Why can't anyone else get me? No one else sees the hurt and the pain. You're the greatest thing to have ever happened to me, Flyingfishnomore. You understand me.
You complete me.
I can only hope that someday you will fly once more.
Soaring across the sky, mighty and sentient
Like a celestial marlin, looming above the interwebz and its denizens
You were so proud and free, until she appeared
With her loose morals and phony expositions, you shed a single tear and shed your divine wings because you knew what you had to do
Falling from the heavens like a holy meteorite, you crashed down to mitigate and vanquish with your keyboard
Honorable and righteous, you were known from then on as Flyingfishnomore
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhoooooooooo.