snake that's roland, the headless thompson gunner. our intel says he's the eternal thompson gunner, still wandering through the night. you might want to try tossing a chaff grenade.
They should have a thing called Cool Libraries where you can talk really loud, and maybe have a few beers.
Reading out loud to your homies sitting pretzel style in a circle, they each have a 6 pack. Doing fun voices and sound effects. The homies are chiming in, riffing, laughing
You think some fish r little freaks posting on fish twitter about wanting to get pierced by a spear or a hook? I dont, i think that their minds are clear and swift and that their hearts are light.
My buddies and I used to play bank account chicken where you wire them the full contents of your account and say “bet you won’t send it back” but our wives made us stop
breakfast is a dreamer's meal, victuals for the starry-eyed eternal optimists, so full of hope and possibility... dinner is of course a solemn and grand affair, timeless, enjoyed by the thoughtful noble. but lunch is the preferred meal only of the deranged
Fascinated by those magazines you see in supermarkets called like ‘Take a Break!’ and ‘That’s Life!’ where they have these happy bright fonts and 7 headlines that all describe the kind of story that a Doestoevsky character tells another to try to make them stop believing in God