And this is how “Scroll of Instant Kaiju” began.
And this is how “Scroll of Instant Kaiju” began.
I feel that last one, so hard.
I had access to extra time and all that for maths, which I have always struggled with learning. I never felt justified in using them, told myself I was just dumb, not trying hard enough to learn. It didn’t matter that I was losing sleep, and still not improving, there was something I could somehow magically fix if I just kept pushing myself through the rock in my way.
“Does not get mashed on fermented berries”.
I’ll have you know that when I was lost and low on fuel, I managed to land on an absolute shit hole of a backwater, barely a sentient being in sight, but those berries?
They got me home. Always fly X-Wing. Runs on anything.
Did you use a particular finish on the amaranth, or are you going to let it naturally shift?
It’s all absolutely gorgeous, by the way!
This is why you should support your local squirrel population.
Little buddies have been waging a war against this for a long time for us. We need to give back.
A reference to Ordinary Sausage, a YouTuber who makes different sausages, frequently from non-standard ingredients.
Ballistic corkscrew penis.
0 to full in .5 seconds.
I know this is just a “grass is always greener” because I am horridly burned out at my current gig and it’s only getting worse, but damn, I’m really sitting here on my lunch break going “Yeah, gathering fish jizz sounds a whole lot better than going back into this hellhole”.
On the other hand, you probably need some marine life education to become the cuddlefish jizzmopper that I certainly lack.
But I don’t know that I have the intestinal fortitude to handle Surströmming.
Or creative enough to keep coming up with sausage puns for songs.
Hey, if you can’t tell a duck from a goose, peace was never an option.
Remember, dying alone is suicide.
Taking your teammates out with you is collateral.
Because sometimes you just have to find out.
Yeah, sadly, it seems no matter how ample the parking, people will still just take a pump.
I kinda get it, but at this point, we should all know better. Leave one person behind to pump and park, you’re going to be in the building for awhile just trying to get snacks and get checked out. I’ve never seen our local less than packed inside.
He makes a good point, though. Sure, it works on the bunch and makes a level of sense when they’re all together, but just looking at an individual banana, sitting on its own? Weird as shit.
I think I might spend too much time handling bananas.
Let’s take inspiration from the glory days of piracy and Boondock Saints. Strap guns across every square inch of your body you can, and then line the trenchcoat.
I can climb into the Metapod all I like, I never come out a Butterfree.
Disappointment at every turn.
The modern version of Will and Grace?
Kinda surprised it hasn’t been made already.
Have you been to a Buc-Ees?
Hundreds of pumps. It’s a goddamned ocean of concrete and steel. You can use the main building as a shelter for a mid-sized town and have enough bathrooms. It’s a fucking department store serving as a gas station.
They’re goddamned massive.
581 miles? You can still see a Buc-Ees in the rearview at that distance.
My first memories are traumatic!
Actually, a number of my childhood memories are the traumatic ones… Fuck.