(my buddy's being taken over by a cursed amulet) Resist its call, you fat sack of shit.

The beans themselves were of a rich pink color, and radiated light over a distance of several feet. Cooked with leaves of the sweet flag, they would grow to the size of goose eggs. The emperor himself tasted one of these excellent beans, and found them delicious beyond compare.

"Paradise was less concrete: It is always night, and there are fountains of stone, and the happiness of that paradise is the special happiness of farewells, of renunciation, and of those who know that they are sleeping."

me: (running out of jokes to make this guy like me) in other words, there are 2 'r's 😝 scammer using chatgpt to dm me: The phrase "other words" contains three r's. Let's spell it out:

A congregation of animalized men, wriggling eerily

Your secret admirer has sent you twenty perfect high-fives.

New coworker is a barbarian of the bogs. You wouldn't believe the oozes he brings in sewn skins for his lunch break

Consider: -that there is a man in the moon; -that he can come here; -that there was a right time to come and he came at the wrong time; -that he had some business in Norwich; -whatever Norwich is; -and that in the South, wherever that may be, -there is a mysterious someone like him already living.

(gesturing to a disheveled man sleeping on the couch as introduction) That's my uncle Benjamy, he was born from a singing pearl

The tarot reader said the cards described me as a skeleton the protagonist finds next to an audio log.

Society doesn't want to talk about the myths and spiritual tradition that preceded Deee-lite's 1990 top-ten hit.

The plan was sound. Nobody could have predicted that the wind would blow all the gnomish gliders directly into the enemy's torture machine.

Walking through the grocery store making Mr. Bean noises

Returning guest, friend of the pod, bestselling author and decorated gastroentomologist, Dr. Mateo "Turds and Worms" Freemes

If your neighbor had a habit of slithering up your leg and started eating bites of food out of your spoon when you were having a meal, you'd probably hate it too. That's what it's like to get parasitized by a river grape

The bugs are a wonder. The bugs are a glory. The bugs fascinate. The bugs compel. The bugs are a secret electricity in the blood.

You couldn't be a Bopper these days, small nor large. Society doesn't have space for them anymore, like the lamplighter.

Misinformation is fascinating. I didn't know all of that

Donning my waterproof poncho and grabbing the long hooks I keep at the top of the stairs. Thursdays the elder (bobbing like a great pale apple) has to be rolled over in his vat

You can't wriggle your way out of a problem you writhed yourself into

Some joker on the medbay team keeps grafting cloned fingers onto my back when I'm sedated for my monthly deep tissue scan

Squatting down, grabbing both of my ankles, pulling as hard as I can and then spinning off into the upper atmosphere to become an angel

Nearly as disappointed by my web search for "Exceptionally large or small men" as I was by the results for "Persons with extraordinary powers"

KTVO exclusive morning segment: Fans are waiting in line for days to be crushed beneath the heavy tread of their favorite work-team of sanctified beasts

You gained [Token of a Giant's Friendship].

I'm about to open a can of wimp ass

Using my hands for subtlety of expression as I bay like a mad hound

You can learn a lot from the basalt altar of Hyssus the Ninethorns, when you smear its mouths with a little blood

it's difficult to have a healthy relationship with the Brain Chemistry Machine that Creates Unhealthy Relationships

Mr Life Threatening Sounding Incident

Sometimes it happens that I think I'm smiling contentedly, but I'm not. This is my internal smile, a secret one.

Loomed at by an indistinct shape, possibly a humanoid figure, possibly a trick of the light at the end of a rapidly shortening hallway. Not my problem.

Just got back from the Smokies. What a place for a walk!

me: being born was a violation i never consented to having to be stuck in this body [flashback to the void] god: so do you want to give life a try? spirit me: yeah sure what the fuck i got nothing else going on

[Photo] Dogs Too Dangerous for Horses, Ranked In Order

You (weakly, unsure of anything): Source? Me (powerfully, without a care in the world):

Been looking forward to this one since bluebell season last year (Eastern Springbeauty)

A Collection from Printed Sources of Universal Secrets of Such Age That Their Meaning Has Become Obscured of Time

30 Grotesque new leers for the Spring Season

In This Issue . . . Leaving the Carcass Behind: Three ways to transpose YOUR earthly vessels into the world of forms. Expert Advice: An Easy Guide to Principalities Choosing the right Apparatus Positioning FAQs And More

An unexpected, morbid portent has the whole crew considering illness, aging, and mortality

This is your Mental Health (MH) Meter. Fill it up all the way, and you can choose a devastating move from the Psych Break Menu to use on the unlucky so-and-so's you're in combat with.

Whilſt we abſolutely forbid Garlick entrance into our Salleting [salad], by reaſon of its intolerable Rankneſs, and which made it ſo deteſted of old; that the eating of it was part of the Puniſhment for ſuch as had committed the horrid'ſt Crimes.

Grown man on the verge of tears, stumbling over words trying to explain something called "Shrimp Paradise" to the grocery store cashier

Apprentice locked me out of the brewery area. He's grinning at me through the window and supping on our stores (syrups, juices, brewers wort, honeys, mouthfuls of hops, must, etc.)