Freeeeee birrrrrrd yeaahh (insert guitar riff here)

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.

Minor "rebranding" to immortalize my affinity for something I would probably be very thoroughly bullied for liking if I were open about it in person! I love!

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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 ):

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

Landed on the wrong exoplanet

The Exponential End

normal day in the argonne