normal day in the argonne

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.

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

Have a joyous second cold war, everyone!

I don’t know what to put here but Funne

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

Noooooo

Landed on the wrong exoplanet

Freeeeee birrrrrrd yeaahh (insert guitar riff here)

Now that the Earth is about to finalize a complete revolution around our solar celestial body, we may fire hazardous explosives into the atmosphere, consume intoxicating substances, and engage in other lackadaisical festivities !!