Like honestly I get it’s everyones right to harm their own body if they want to, but smoking doesnt just harm the person who is smoking. It harms the people around them too. It’s gross and maybe people will want to quit if crows keep taking their cigarettes that they wasted their money on.
Its them stealing from stores that I cant wait to hear about.
i had a dream i was google image searching for pictures of “adam sansler” because the hot new meme was photoshopping adam sandler to look like sans from undertale and it looked something like this
truly impressive how d&d persuades so many people to willingly participate in both math AND improv, two things that most of the population goes out of their way to avoid
truly impressive how d&d persuades so many people to willingly participate in both math AND improv, two things that most of the population goes out of their way to avoid
some people out there are real Doofy and Silly - whining about nothing while also being complete morons themselves, making stuff up/misinterpreting junk just to Own some SJW. The ‘disclaimer’ he’s talking about is the outro from Lifetime Achievement Award:
I don’t know how you manage to mangle this into “i rely on my parents” and also miss the fact that this is a Very Clear homage to Michael Jackson, the second one in the very same track, in fact. Just a riff on something from a little obscure music video for a song no one’s ever heard about called Thriller.
In closing, @trilllizard666 is a stinky bitch
“he’s all socjus-y nowadays, but i know for a fact he used to frequent sites like something awful and spout offensive shit all day”
dude that’s not hypocrisy that’s literally just growing up
I was walking out of the gym on campus and over to my bike to unlock it, and looked up just in time to see a goose attack a woman as she walked past. I’m talking grabbing at her jacket, flapping its wings, biting and honking. I’m no stranger to our aggressive campus geese but hot diggity damn. Then. Then the goose turned and looked at me and let out a horrifying honk and suddenly, it was like bullet time, suddenly this massive goose was flying towards me.
So I squared up.
I tried to protect my expensive headphones.
And I braced for Goose.
When that thing flew at me I kicked higher and harder than I ever have and landed a solid blow to its huge, boat like body. It was so much harder and heavier than I expected. No one expects to kick a goose. It let out this awful squeaky toy noise, tried to grab at my hat, and then flew up and landed on the roof of the gym, watching me. I couldn’t turn my back for fear it would attack.
The worst part? There was no one around. No one saw me kick this deranged goose.
For five minutes I stood there, terrified of this goose.
And then people started walking out of the gym.
“I saw you kick that goose.”
“Man, that was a mean goose.”
“Nice kick on the goose.”
Eventually it took off and I was able to resume my day but not after solidifying my identity as The One Who Kicked The Goose.
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
