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just here to enjoy your skeets and occasionally say something stupid
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Oh me I can sleep anywhere, I just need a cool room, a heated blanket, my favorite pillow, some white or pink noise, blackout curtains, an eye mask, a semi-soft mattress, magnesium gummies, melatonin, a half hour of guided meditation, and 20 minutes of binaural beats.

[to the tune of Panama] MANGLER

My version of a juice cleanse is filtering cheap vodka through a Brita filter pitcher three times.

*climbing back into bed after going to pee* parkour

Rubbing two stones together should make it a rock.

Horny but not in a sexual way

*at the sex club Any of you guys seen my mom?

Bluesky isn’t going down. Everyone would be online skeeting about cum at the same time like the orchestra playing on a sinking titanic. Relax.

Missed connection. I was in the store you were outside in your car pulling out nose hairs in rear view mirror

There are two wolves inside of you. And two hippos. And two anteaters. And two buffalo. And ostriches. And two penguins. And two crocodiles. And two Jaguars. And two rhinos. And two tapirs. And two macaws. And two lemurs. And two oppossums. And two polar bears. And two moose. You are Noah's ark.

THIS SHIT IS CARROTS, C-A-R-R-O-T-S

Pasta salad but instead of pasta we use lettuce

*mouthful of LSD tabs I fuckin love Mondays.

was caught by another human on the trail singing are you gonna be my squirrel at the top of my lungs

I’d work out today but I’m still a little sore from the last time I worked out three years ago

The hardest part of this new diet is where to hide all the bodies.

Like a garbage phoenix, I arise from the ashes of a dumpster fire, clutching a half-eaten Crunch Wrap Supreme.

me, high as fuck: i said mayyyyyybe you're gonna be the one that shaves meeee surgeon: the nurse does that. and no singing in the OR don't make me say it again.

I’m a honey bee in the streets and a murder hornet in the sheets.

Big Cat's marketing team really knocked it out of the park with this whole Caturday thing.

No. Sorry. The raspberry beret stays on during sex.

getting verified as a shitposter by submitting a copy of my antidepressant prescription

Full of coffee, doughnuts and whorish vigor

My onlyfans is just me ugly crying while trying to eat a giant bowl of goldfish crackers

Grab the dick like a microphone and sing La Bamba into it, drives em wild.

A car that runs on anxiety.

I consider myself a condimentarian.

Wang Chung tonight. Don't Wang Chung tonight. Always Wang Chung. Never Wang Chung. I don't give a fuck, buddy.

"I was framed!" - doors

Starting to doubt this whole being a skeptic thing.

Hate when I get pulled over and my raccoon starts playing with my meth pipes. Don’t act like it hasn’t happened to you.

Got disqualified from the handsome man contest for being, “very, very clearly not a handsome man.”

Asking the barber when they show me the little mirror to please make it longer again

Will never know the freedom of a seagull shitting from the sky

My neighbor has some friends over to watch the big fight* tonight. *me struggling to get my hand unstuck from a Pringles can.

I went to Philadelphia once and it was sunny the whole time I was there, but I can't say if it's that way all the time

Johnny Cash: 🎵I hear the train a-comin’, it’s rolling ‘round the bend🎵 Me: *lays down on the tracks

In the early days of Pantera, the band got stiffed by a couple of club owners and could not afford to rent a hotel room. Instead, they had to stay at a fucking hostel.

If The Fremen extracted all the moisture from my body it would be pure diet mountain dew.

New flatmates said they're chill with 420, so my 419 friends will be moving in tomorrow

You call me a paper tiger until you witness my origami prowess

Reunited a lost sock with its old mate just now so I guess you can say it was a good day.

Missionary so we can share an ear of corn

Showing up to jury duty in Cthulhu cosplay to avoid getting empaneled

letting you feed me some more of my delusions for breakfast (delicious!)

Me during sex: *Bob Dylan voice* How does it feeEEEel?

I'm sorry I lied about owning a jet ski, I just want people to like me.

I don’t want to grow together, I want us to rot in tandem

Emergency BM, liquid edition.