computer holds many books, a hardcover book only holds one book
computer holds many books, a hardcover book only holds one book
reminds me of how i only buy CDs to put the songs on my computer. like the physical nature of the object doesn’t matter much, i just bought the physical product because it wasn’t accessible online
Marnie thinks the onomatopoeia for bass parts in songs is “pah-toon-toon” and it makes me feel rotten inside
Studious
i've never seen Bonkers but he has strangely sexual energy, like it would be tonally appropriate if he were subjected to violent oral sex
he wants me to make potato tacos for dinner but we don't have any of the fixings for it. i'm too tired to go to the grocery store at this hour
bear-print
those are nice toes
Marnie con Carne: Uninhibited Submission
A scene of a road facing away from the viewer, viewing a bay that shows Point Reyes. The road is rained over; puddles reflect the wrought iron fence and the fractal bushes, while grass is blooming to either side of the road; translucent rainbows guide the viewer's eye to the distant landscape. A sheer cliff blocks line of sight to the left.
The Road To Point Reyes (Rob Cook with Alvy Ray Smith, Loren Carpenter, Tom Porter, Bill Reeves, and David Salesin; 1983)
caked up 🧬🍑
we all do it, after all
i was going to say “we’ve all been there” to be funny, but i actually have been the suicidal farting minor before
this is the modern dilemma
Object Show YouTuber, A Person On YouTube has been exposed for having a fart fetish discord server and for asking a suicidal minor to fart in his microphone
Goon Market a walkable distance from Goon Housing and Goon Park
it was a gloomy day today
The Argos Reflector, Indiana, March 17, 1898
infamous nursery rhyme “Let’s Poo on Bratty Sue”
your debut was under a microscope wriggling around
so obscure the first time it didn’t even count. meanwhile i was destined for fame
my screen debut: leading lady in elegant romantic comedy film with beautiful cinematography and strong emotional resonance, celebrated for decades to come
your screen debut: “road rage Karen gets her shit rocked [reupload]”
A cartoon drawing of various canines and a feline next to handwritten text. The first is a surly-looking wolf in a bathrobe gazing at the viewer while holding a coffee cup; text reads "Don't talk to me until I've had my coffee." The next shows two wolves happily drinking coffee together, with text reading "Only talk to me whilst drinking coffee." The next shows a wolf vibrating with emanata resembling scintillating scotoma around him; another gazes at him with concern. Text reads "Solely talk to me after I've consumed coffee." Lastly, a positively radiant cat looks at the viewer from a box with a nuclear trefoil on the front of it. Text reads "talk to me not knowing whether or not I've had my coffee."
British people call bread rolls "baps" and that feels a little perverted
there are no friends in sports