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dopeshow.bsky.social
Cigarette butt collector, esquire. Legal Advice: https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:7kbe2ppvlcrszkduecbj4syj/feed/aaai5iu6grewk
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Did you know that when bsky publishes our posts, they go straight into a sausage skin?

We got it. You have boobs.

More like "funnilingus" Amirite???

[abruptly stops beatboxing] I do.

Ok we can make out but only after I eat my horseradish.

← professional feather ruffler

I'm not wearing pants and I'm eating a salad that would calorically rival a Big Mac. GET ON MY LEVEL

Ok seriously, which mystery led you into an insane deepdive?

asking the librarian if they have any books in dark mode

oh yeah? well can ai do THIS?! (have anxiety)

I know origami and I ain’t afraid to fold you into a swan.

She was the Snapchat-filtered undergoblin of shitposters

Congratulations, you've flirted with each other enough I'm muting you both. Hope you enjoy never fucking.

What I like about baseball is it's played in the past.

I've finally reached the Tilley Hat level of Dad

“stop spamming the chat” —me to the voices in my head

12:49 Chicken nugget and Doritos sandwich time.

*stye* eye

If you love something, I’m sorry. That’s the first step to unimaginable emotional destruction

I was cloud gazing, but I had to come inside because I kept getting turned on.

Sneezing in a minor key to create a sense of mystery

Just screamed into a jar. It’s for later

If I don't think of a good skeet soon they're gonna pull my funding

Whenever a thin friend says they’re so fat I agree with them and then look for a new friend

Felt cute. Forgot to take picture. Imagine me being cute. Maybe delete mental image later.

on my knees waiting for the skeet to come

letting the chips fall where they may but it’s just me eating chips in bed again

The barrier to most things in life is having to put on pants.

In Bluesky Saturday, nobody can hear you skeet

THEM: do you want to play the piano or percussion INVENTOR OF XYLOPHONE: yes

Everyone has an Uncle Randy is PROOF WE ARE LIVING IN A SIMULATION!!

I have become very large and difficult to look at, not unlike the sun.

Just once I want a man who touches my cervix emotionally.

I don’t want anyone to die. I want them to go to prison and die

For my birthday I've decided to give everyone the day off. Go ahead and tell your boss Lizzy says it's ok.

and so i escaped into the woods, never to be seen again

making the fly on my right hand and the spider on my left kiss

him: nerd shit me: *taps translate

Yeah I’ll say it. This painting is horny and I want someone to pour okra down my pants.

I don’t have “one that got away,” because I am the one that got away

I’m not messy, I’m emotionally scattered across multiple timelines.

I'm doing my best, which unfortunately varies wildly by the hour.

You can put your hard salami in my sub roll if you wanna