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

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!

Wise words.

normal day in the argonne

Drew glados and wheately in chalk(or at least tried to, I didn't have a lot of colors or time)

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 ):

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 !!

Truth

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