Freeeeee birrrrrrd yeaahh (insert guitar riff here)

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.

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!

Me venting my eternal and insatiable yearning for cuddles to my friends for absolutely no reason be like

Landed on the wrong exoplanet

Ishowspeed

New pfp--Deux jours