Ill Take Basically Any Opportunity To Call My Son A Wuss Even Though I Respect The Strength Of Character He Displayed When Our President Had The Election Stolen From Him In 2020
imagine youre the groundhog that tells people when the misery ends and the day before youre supposed to do it you fucking kill yourself. what did you foresee
Illness, forgiveness, and Christmas cookies. Today’s post comes courtesy of @slugzuki, who discusses “Good King Wenceslas” and unpredictable debilitating health swings. https://t.co/4VQPl5MSWk
i wash up on the shore of a faraway beach and i’m taken in by a beautiful apothecary who treats my wounds and brews a potion of lion’s mane and mugwort and nightshade. with no means to communicate i look at her gratefully and take a deep sip. i am poisoned and die immediately