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.

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

normal day in the argonne

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New pfp--Deux jours

yeah should be good

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

Have a joyous second cold war, everyone!

Accurate depiction of my first experience playing pressure

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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 ):