there is a really fucking suspect noise going down in the library and it sounds like muffled porn sounds and all the students are just looking around suspiciously at each other trying to figure out who’s got the dirt like
UPDATE: it wasn’t porn. turns out it is a very upset pigeon stuck in the air shaft in the ceiling.
do you ever want to stockpile your own blood over the course of a few years and then just go around and start spreading it everywhere before mysteriously disappearing, leaving suspicious amounts of blood throughout the city and turning your whole town into a crime scene which no one can adequately explain outside of somehow being murdered simultaneously at like eight taco bells?
happy people are finally addressing this kinda stuff. it’s high time people start enjoying shit for what it is and not make it every facet of their existence. The whole fandom mentality is awful.