Mannnnnn, every time I see one of these, I feel like I’m really missing out by not being bisexual. Damn. Guess I’ll buy more books! Anyone want some tea or an iced coffee? You doing okay? Need anything? I’ll totally run out in the rain, to get whatever you could possibly need to make your life better, if only for a moment. Really, I’m offering.

Please, I can only get so turned on…

Shit, dude. My iron was at 2 after my last blood test. They keep pumping me full of star stuff–pow, straight in the veins–and I just keep burning through it. Why, stars, why! Why does thou forsake me! I am very tired, stars.

Is this Welsh?

/s

Now, with Listeria! ™️ –for that sparkling fresh digestive tract!–

“[Thing] is a game changer!”

Almost always used in the context of brand-speak/commercial marketing. What’s the game, guys? Corporate propaganda? Cause no, using an app to book a handyman that pays to be advertised on your service, or buying microplastic encapsulated detergent is not a goddamn “game changer” for anyone, besides the shareholders.

Out of curiosity, and if you don’t mind sharing, what hobbies have you picked up, or have been exploring?

Can reconnecting with the club also just be wearing baggy pants, no bra, and listening to house and techno, but not actually going anywhere? Doing club things at home, like maybe too many energy drinks, sometimes alcohol, staying up all night, and the amphetamines are legal? Cause–including that facial expression–I’m all set. The club is in our minds, Neo?

Did… Did the crocodiles make that sign?

I don’t know what’d be a hidden gem, but I adore Moonstruck. It’s a masterpiece of entertainment, acting, and all around beautiful cinematography. The entire cast is phenomenal, and Cage is just…glorious. I’ve practically memorized the whole damned movie, I’ve seen it so many times, over the years. I have an absolute passion for it, and will talk about it for hours with anyone who’d let me.

Dammit, Peanut – Lucy Lawless is gonna murder you with words. Again.

I was reminded

It’s probably a term used elsewhere too, but in the US Navy, when it’s coming from both ends, especially stationed or deployed on ship, it’s the double dragon. Ship food is bad. Ship food is rejected prison food. Moldy. Horrible. Absolute garbage. Garbage would probably be safer.

Only Honk.

Or

“There are no genders. Only Honk.”

Make a new website, and/or make a new HonkBusters.

Alternatively: “Where we’re going, we won’t need genders to honk…”

Who’s easily confused with Stretch “Bicycle” Aldrin! Those silly astronauts.

Oh, holy hell, I just uncontrollably giggled at that for so long, my chest hurts. I sent it to my only group of friends, and it looks even better in smaller thumbnail form. Good gracious.

Rich Evans, man. Sexy, talented, honey-voiced genius.

If nose candy is making you feel like that, you may be snorting literal Pixy Stix… ◕_◕