wet-monsoon

the funniest part of the journal is when ford is stuck in the dimension where everything and everyone is shaped like the letter “M” and he just got angrier and angrier about it like “why does this place exist. why are vacuums shaped like M they don’t function when they’re shaped like M. this dimension offends me in every possible way and i want to die” 

busket

remember the bill ama when someone asked about bills friends