My fatass saw a small assortment of chocolates on the counter of my humble abode, immediately scarfed down one without a semblance of a second thought, and read the microscopic label stating it was alcoholic. Whoopsies.

Making fun of the blobfish because it looks ugly after being pulled rapidly out from under tons of water pressure would be like making fun of a human for what they look like after being beaten and burned to near death.

Leave my boi alone ):

Landed on the wrong exoplanet

chicken

New pfp--Deux jours

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Freeeeee birrrrrrd yeaahh (insert guitar riff here)

Hallo, folksies! Here's a lovely word of the year uttered wholeheartedly by yours truly!

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So... Black Ops II no longer takes place in the future..

Have a joyous second cold war, everyone!