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I was a professional juggler for like five years and all of my friends politely pretend it never happened.

Sometimes I will be holding three or more similarly sized objects and they will all shoot me the kind of warning glances typically reserved for cats who are about to swipe a fresh and crispy fish stick from a small child’s hand.

I gaze wistfully at a basket of apples and they all think, “Don’t you FUCKING dare,” so hard that I take psychic damage.

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@scraps-is-busy deserves all the smooches from this trash marsupial

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sometimes you just gotta yeet your boyfriend in the snow. @demon-space-boi you like being yeeted into snow, right?

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Colab with @scraps-is-busy and @demon-space-boi

our boyfriend seems to be an all powerful genie! quick we need to wish for infinite smooches!

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Turns out wishing for infinite smooches from @scraps-is-busy can have unintended side effects. looks like i can at least grand @demon-space-boi wishes now

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AU where everything is the same but theyre donkies

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2020 is the year i get better at backgrounds. my plan is to redo this doodle at the end of the year

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still in the mood for oceans so i drew my trolls planet, land of storm and sea.

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now that the rawring 20s are in full swing, vaud is celebrating with the charleston 

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here is @demon-space-boi after he makes an ass of himself in a noncopywritten carnival island where boys make asses of themselves. hey if it worked on a wooden puppet i dont see why it couldnt work on a plush raccoon