finniestoncrane

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fell off a stool while putting art up, hurt my foot when it bashed on the bottom step of it which i had forgotten

then i stubbed three toes on the other foot and i think one of them is broken

so i'm just. not going to move for the rest of the day thanks

[finniestoncrane]

Nosy ass plant

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[finniestoncrane]

Chat what do we think of demopauling. Chat. Hello

[finniestoncrane]

me when i dont have messages: aw no one wants to talk to me :(

me when i do have messages: oh no people want to talk to me :(

[finniestoncrane]

[finniestoncrane]

how it feels to be online these days

[finniestoncrane]

discourse about batman's no-kill rule is so funny. imagine if a dude was like "i personally will not commit any murders and if any of my kids do i will be unhappy" and everyone booed him

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mostly i do god knows what

[finniestoncrane]

tumblr only toxic for miserable ppl i be on this bitch havin a ball

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such an incredibly productive mood today, and yet i wasted it all on my actual paying job instead of like. the sims or wips of the riddler. so i am disgusted with myself

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I just imagined a creature that would scare you soooo bad dude

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yee hroohaw

[finniestoncrane]

i’m guessing it’ll be a few more months before we get there, but i’m ever so slightly just over 100 away from my next milestone so i have to start THINKING hehe

[finniestoncrane]

I just saw a DNI for "evil intentions". nobody puts up a warding talisman anymore just a fucking DNI

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[finniestoncrane]

it absolutely boils my parsnips when i'm busy trying to have a crisis in acadia and get a little popup like THE SLOG IS UNDER ATTACK! well it sucks to be you, the slog, but i'm in fucking maine. what do you want me to do? you want me to make a raft out of lobsters and fucking float my way down there? i'm three hundred miles away. what am i going to do. somebody had to crawl, hands-on-knees, to the radio in the middle of a super mutant attack. put down the radio and pick up a baseball bat, you have a farmer's physique so please use that upper arm strength to deal with the 5 level 1 mutants currently holding you hostage. for god's sakes a light breeze makes them explode into gore. use them to fertilize the tarberries or something, what am i, a farmer? no. no, i'm not. it's why i'm in maine getting alerts from 300 miles away. 'this settlement needs help' clearly if this is how they're carrying on