my gf just ripped some ungodly ass that had my eyes watering i mean absolutely noxious it was so bad i made her leave the bedroom until she was done and i opened the window and shoved my head out so i didn’t throw up breathing in the tainted air of our once peaceful bedroom.
anyways once it dissipated and i got back into bed she walked back in and looked me in the eyes and said “sorry for farty rocking 🥺”
There’s an article on my computer I had to read for class called “The Caucasianization of Jesus Christ” but my brain just read it as “The Carcinisation of Jesus Christ” and so like…..crab jesus
i don’t want all these social media abstractions anymore. i want full skeuomorphism. i want web profiles to feel and look like little custom-furnished houses i can visit. i wanna visit my friends online
and i mean this in a ultima online animal crossing way not in a facebook metaverse way
give discord servers more physicality… it needs to have *rooms* not just “rooms” y'feel
you check your messages; there’s a new gift notification. it’s a little pixel teapot a friend of yours made. you proudly display it in your intro lobby next to your shitpost corner
you can right-click on anything you like and have it in your inventory to do whatever you want with. there is no marketplace, no exclusive ownership, no celeb-sponsored item events. it’s been 3 years since you’ve last heard the word “fungible”
Kinda reminds me of the freeform MUDs and MUSHes of the mid to late 90′s.
It’s SO obvious that some of y’all are incredibly mad that my wizard hat is bigger and supremely balanced.
okay… i can still see the folds on your wizard robe… iron it.
Now I know you ain’t talking with ya dusty ass grimoire. That bad boy is held together with scotch tape, spit, and faith. Helpful hint: you want the spines of your enemies to break, not your magical tomes.
no cause it’s really cute hearing that from you when last i checked your grimoire isn’t being passed down from generation to generation. i know you got it from walmart with your dollar store lookin ass staff. you can keep your hint.
I just think it’s funny you think anything that isn’t dusted and busted like your grimoire is somehow less authentic, when the reality is you a broke ass wizard who can’t get your coin up! You gotta use hand-me-downs cuz no king wants to make use of your services! Maybe you should dress like this isn’t the third century and ppl would visit your sad lil’ wizard tower. Your grimoire so old I bet that shit got spells to deal with dinosaurs. I got a spell in mine to make wifi anywhere. Oh, and I know you ain’t talking about staffs when you carry around that plywood looking ass shit. You tryna conjure forth a Home Depot employee?
you scroll-stuffing spell stealing nasty little SLUT