You and your waffle house members need to go to rehab or a mental asylum. Seek therapy. Are you guys on drugs? Fucking new levels of delulu. Are you guys that desperate and unfulfilled in your own lives?
Seems like you are the fuckin pathetic one since you don’t even go here
thinking about how (c) Karl and Wilbur have nothing in common except having brown hair, being petty bitches and being in love with Quackity. now, modern au-ify them.... they are like.. the unlikely duo that teams up only because someone fucked with their mutual person of interest and now they have to hide a body together. could you IMAGINE the potential.
Listened to a pop-culture podcast briefly discuss the Lizzo situation and gotta say, I'm glad one of the hosts talked about why her statement feels cold. Because while I've always been against ATL's lawsuit, once it hit I fully understood their robotic statement. They knew immediately they were going to go the lawsuit route which is why they couldn't give any ounce of humanity or admittance to any mundane shit at all full stop.
goddd I'm thinking about asking my best friend to come to my moms services with me because the more I think about it the more stressful and uncomfortable it sounds (surrounded by a bunch of family I haven't seen in years/don't even remember, many of which will spend the whole time misgendering me) and she's like the only person who can mitigate that energy but at the same time inviting her to go to a place full of people she doesn't know to celebrate a woman she didn't particularly like sounds like her own personal hell
*mob boss voice* and this here is Two-Jerk Tony on account a da way you only gotta mess around wit his dick for a lil bit before he blows his load and taps outta boys' night. and i don't say that to shame him or nothin' it's just he passes right out when he's done and i'm sittin' here wit a full sack and a semi. my balls ain't even been played wit and he's snorin' on the couch!!!
the angel on my shoulder: now Catherine, remember to save this post as a draft!
Nothing more unsettling than someone coming up behind you and feeling up your lower back/hip/ass area unannounced, and then whining about it when you tell them off.