had a borderline transcendent experience consuming four (4) soy chicken tenders after getting covid and being unable to consume solid food for almost a week. saw god in the bottom of a bag of gardein.
getting back on twitter to announce that i just got foot fetished at god’s own wawa at 7:49 am… i was wearing my slippers and some construction guy goes “oooo somebody’s got their pretty little toes out today!! for free, mama?” in front of the sizzlis :(
from someone so recently reformed from “I don’t know how I’ll ever live with a partner/my solitude is invaluable to me” I SURE GET MAD WHEN NIKO SITS TOO FAR AWAY FROM ME ON THE COUCH
what do i do about all the times my cat does a big stretch when i’m not around to see it? how do i know how many times i’ve missed telling him that he did a big stretch???
PRESSING THE ELEVATOR BUTTON MORE TIMES DOES NOT MAKE IT COME FASTER AND ALSO THEY SHOULD UNIFY WHICH SIDE OF THE ELEVATOR THEY PUT BUTTONS ON SO I DON’T HAVE TO LOOK LIKE A FOOL EVERY TIME AND THEY SHOULD ALSO UNIFY WHICH SIDE OF THE CONTACT CASE HAS THE COLORED LID
redownloaded twitter exclusively to tell you all that toasty garlic bread crumbs on top of your pasta is a superior eating arrangement to eating it with garlic bread (also bread crumbs over croutons in your salads) and also i am always correct about everything
a song lyric i sing constantly is “got a white boy on my roster, he be feeding me pasta and lobster”
i’m in a committed relationship with a black man and i’m a diabetic vegetarian. literally none of those things are true.
there is no white boy, there is no roster. i am lying.