I woke up.
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I woke up.
It’s hard being the town bicycle when the infrastructure is centered around cars.
We could be getting hush puppies right now.
KIMBOSSIBLE
I know that you’ve been going through a lot, and while we joke it’s been draining and injurious. So when you say you’ve done something worthy of praise, I believe it and hope you keep the feeling as long as possible.
Hey, I’m really proud of you.
Taking a hot shower and then sleeping in it overnight to ensure it's got the good smell.
I'll sleep on your couch as a deterrent.
Kids and stoners making the same impulse grab? Maybe.
Oh, they're just normal gummies!
I really need to weedwhack the beard back to something vaguely human.
Want to cultivate foxglove and nightshade instead?
Without reflection. Ever.
“Look, why don’t we just disappear them so we can have shopping districts. I’m a good person.”
It may have been the (presuming) future best man coordinating, but there was a will you marry me sign on a stand and everything. The o in you was an engagement ring.
And bury the ashes.
As it's currently #invertefest I've unearthed some old art and I give you... the palaeozoic invertebrates of the revolution! Part of a sequence of historical/palaeofauna images I did a while back.
Installing a moon roof on the ambulance so you can enjoy the stars after the extrication.
Make a wrong turn and end up in Proxima Centauri.
Sorry, I wasn’t clear enough and/or was being too glib. Existing is high risk.
All those pre existing conditions insurance will claim you have after the fact don’t lie.
Oh shit, that sounds fun as hell. I wanna see it.
On my walk to the pharmacy I saw a guy preparing his proposal in the local public garden. On my walk back I saw that they were taking pictures and it was just real nice.
A delightful little 40k space marine tea party is what I’m going to picture.
Context is for chumps.
It’ll ruin the night.
Look at my beautiful breeeeaaasts.
I can't eat without making a mess today.
25 likes and i'll do a big long thread where i share all the art I've made of the Fallout TTRPG campaign setting I'm developing.
@duchesssexpert.bsky.social I’m reminded of a bit of retail hunting I did for you.
Absolutely a must buy. Would in a heartbeat.
Is he dead yet?
I survived three tours in London.
Literally the C in ICU.
You should just crawl onto a patient like one of those hospital cats.
Look her in the eyes. Tuck her hair behind her ears make her some cheesy garlic bread.
Pride and Pre-Internet.
What if I released a little Tijuana Bible? Would any of you be interested?
I am the danger (hug)
Demon Orca Vidal is a beautiful name for a queer adjacent girl.
Way too briefly. gods above, below, and laterally.
One of them Has Ana de Armas though. Too briefly.
Or the Midwest.
🕯️ gnbsky
Shame basement. With the mold.
Wait, why are you sad facing? You’re a sweet treat! You look good! I’m going back to my shame basement.
This is how the Jason movies ended.
me: I should work on new content so I can sell more content and make more content and get more content also me: I tired & worked all day what if we didn’t also me: but we need money to survive & to pay for sweet treats
And yet you’re still, yourself, a sweet treat.
“I see your child loves ducks, let me illuminate them.”
Hot dog and pickle back could fix me right now.
We could open a hotdog bar.
Asking the bro if he’s wearing boy cuts.
He could be pooping himself to death right now.
Dr. Jones refused to see the patient.
We can do body shots for all I care.
The colors left on his toilet roll would shame a Sherman Williams.
Come over, I’ve got…uh…mango juice?
He’s just slowly deflating, and the random noises he makes are apparently law now.
Okay, wake up the wind fish. I'm done.
Sing to your patients.
Also melted cheese.
This is what cross-posting actually means.
I could be running a pizzeria for dogs? My life is wasted.
…is this about hunting?
I'll be selling this on 9/7 at our Craft Fair for Gaza happening from noon to 6 pm at 629 Nostrand Ave in Brooklyn.
And lick the writing implement clean.
Yeah. I don’t even know what to say. Just…yeah.
It’s going to be bad.
I’m harbingering stuff.
Stab practice on colleagues and bosses is everyone’s favorite day.
I’ll be both.
What a great way to prove the point.
“Let us buy your organs, poor people.”
Cool. They keep going for the death panels.
That's a mountain you throw a problematic husband from, right?
Once again knocked off the front page, so if you happen to wander by my Tiktok, likes and comments and such help immensely.
Shh. This is a library. #Voice by me.
Logging off forever is a Morty-ism.
I want word clouds of our posts. I need to know how many times I talk about biting things.
I want word clouds of our posts. I need to know how many times I talk about biting things.
I made a humus wrap so I could take meds. And now I've also eaten some fries. I have mastered selfcare.
Oh shit, it's a shiny hausofholes!
I was given leftover french fries so now I've got energy to record today's smut.
ER doctor facial hair.
Scrubs also thinks pretty casually about insurance fraud. Amazingly so. Unintentionally comically so.
Scrubs got the mood right for comedy, Pitt nails the everything.
I feel seen.
See if they have a Just-The-Tip line and leave notes.
A fistful of peanuts. A fistful of raisins. Pop them in my mouth. I am trail mix.
Baby fever, you might say.
I've already got some homemade vinegar traps out. A little apple cider vinegar and a little soap in specially altered soda bottles. Bam!
Can you stay on task while my sleeves are rolled up?
Saving this to my watchlist.
"You can't control where people give birth, Link" to "Ohhh. Nevermind, fair." in about five seconds.
alright, let's show off what a human artist can do. today for a warmup sketch, for the next hour, i'll be sketching whatever y'all tell me to. (i'll take a break when my grocery order arrives and pick it up after i put it away) ready go.
Euthanized by a Hot Daddy Kronk?
