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imagine you’re a middle-aged mom & you let your teenager invite some friends over & you bring them like, lemonade & cookies and crap, and 10 years later u find out one of those kids joined a band & wrote a top 100 song about how you were his puberty-fueled teenage sex dream and u have to spend the early 2000s listening to it play on overhead speakers every time u visit the mall all bc you tried to let your teenage daughter Stacy have a social life
kids these days have never heard of Stacy’s Mom and i feel so validated
i literally forget among us is about voting out a killer alien/killing crewmates like i get so caught up in my tasks its the whole game to me. like fuck yes wire simulator 3000 this is it baby
Whenever someone calls a meeting I’m like seriously? I was in the middle of my work.
me, every fucking time my click and drag task is interrupted by SOME idiot getting maimed:
