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








