Took a shower, washed my belly button, thought of you.

I might have flowers in my gusset, you don’t know…

I like to taunt my enemies with a mixture of gentle whistles and complicated bird calls

So the President of the United States illegally taxed our groceries, clothes, and other basics goods for nearly a year. Where’s our refund?

They’re wanting me to let ‘em know in the comments again…

Accidentally blew my nose with a Clorox wipe and now I have a blonde mustache

Psychopathy begins with dancin’ to Three Little Birds apparently…

did we ever get to the bottom of what they were feeding smelly cat

Newsmax: Kash Patel said Wednesday that investigators have uncovered what he described as major funding streams tied to antifa. No, they haven't. #ProudBlue #Pinks #SheShed #VoteOutRepublicans

Now, a message from Rev. Thurl H. "Skeet" Ravenscrof: My mom says we can have Vodka Shot Bingo 7p to floor at my house. She made brownies and we can build pillow forts and everything! God bless.

Watching the rest of the world's leaders face consequences

Heard someone pronounce Worcestershire as “wash your sister” so I fuckin’ give up. Y’all broke me…

In Minneapolis an enigma lurks, his appendages cupped in latex…

I don’t know if I ever knew how, but Goddamn this now…

Cat, fellating its paw and slickin’ its eyebrows…

Van Gogh's cat

I remember Epstein Maxwell and that ‘57 Chevy…

Pilot: welcome aboard Fighter pilot: [right hook]

Last day in America:

Okay, I’ve reached my “Check out this nut” saturation point…

Froggie went a courtin’ he did ride uh huh…

starting to think we should give "strange women lying in ponds distributing swords" a chance as a basis for our system of government

Billionaires just don't go for rides in imploding submersibles like they used to

I don’t need your hug. *an anaconda sadly slithers south…*

Fuck faces gonna run amok until we have enough and say “Bish, this my mok!”

Tired of feelin’ like I’m listenin’ to the wireless right before the blitz…

Snoopy dance, it’s hard to hit a movin’ target…

Before it dries and after:

Burnin' the wick from both ends and tryin' to light the middle…

Wow, this is indeed better than that other thing…

More feet marching in sand until the shot is felt by blood…

Maybe you should smoke a bowl about it…

Don Quixote’s attacking windmills again…

if you’re still smoking weed out of a can or tinfoil at this day in age, i can’t fuck with you. you’re too deep in the trenches for me

Happiness is a stack of paintings:

Stinging nettle pupa broth…

Meat maven indeed…

Where were you when the dove fell in a grey sky?

Things are real bad out there. My pet Canadian keeps tryna escape…