so there was this amusement park in the 50s in Massachusetts called Pleasure Island and stuff, super fun family place
but one of their attractions was the “Moby Dick” ride where this fucker here
would come popping out of the water for shits and giggles. he was like the park’s mascot
looks so cute and friendly, doesn’t he. but in reality:
This thing was a massive, 75 foot water spitting hellspawn. Some people say it would malfunction and rise from the water on its own.
no thank you
i’m good it’s ok
this lady knows what’s up
DONT PUT YOUR HEAD IN THERE
Anyway, the park closed in 1969 and it’s all a business park now and an apartment building. People speculate that the whale may be under the water still, but who knows. Still, terrifying
the thing is though everytime a girl compliments me on a dress/skirt with pockets and I declare THANKS IT HAS POCKETS her response completely changes from “oh that’s nice” to “FUCK ME BACKWARDS ARE YOU FOR REAL SHOW ME SHOW ME THE POCKETS”
The one phrase that makes most girls lose their shit, it has pockets.
The struggle is real.
I can confirm that pants without pockets are the biggest shit ever.
every time I think of woolie in japan, I imagine it like this…
Then he would wear the reptiles skin because it’s green and he gets to skin an animal. And then, looking like a reptile, he would become immune to pats anger.
And the response:
TWIST
