BeeegScaaawyCripple

jesus fuck im allowed to get the types of immunity wrong im a dipshit. this is just embarrassing im gonna go tease my ivy league educated sister

Yarr I not be robbing ye of manners

As president of congress he’ll get right on that

hold on you mentioned cake i forgot what else you said. where’d you get the good cake

excuse me but 2%, 1% and skim are bastard milks we don’t accept those here

my dude i had perfect relative pitch before i got tinnitus. being able to hear a pitch doesn’t give you complete command over a field of art, literal blood sweat and tears does and it still only guarantees mediocrity. get over yourself.

oh gods no, you know what came with my perfect pitch? a little man screaming EEEE constantly at E12 in my ear, so i can tune off of his E. that bastard.

My dim brother threw something similar at that me (he always wears whatever plaid is in fashion). I will admit my fashion is loud, but damn if I don’t look good. I cheat a little. I have a tailor who will take my cheap button downs and tailor them for 10 bucks so i always look sharp as fuck.

no a vat of acidic eels

OS installs are easier than you’d think. you need to know two things: (1) don’t unplug your computer mid-install, and (2) don’t reset you computer mid-install unless it tells you to. Everything else, like they have wizards now

So this one time I was like three and being too quiet. I don’t remember this. Apparently I had climbed up the upright grand piano and gotten scared of heights. I pressed myself against the wall and was whispering “^help” over and over. Not too loud, because I was worried I’d get in trouble for climbing on the piano, but I needed help.

I was a high energy child. I learned to stop my bicycle at first by jumping off it onto grass hopefully and letting the bike crash. It must have been a nightmare for my parents to watch. So any extended silence was suspicious.