just tripped on my own dick and fell into a woodchipper achieved with cryengine 3 and #Claude

just turned my wife into a grass fire, enabled by #Claude

wife just used #Claude to cure my Limp Daniel

achieving 1000 grass fires with #Claude

hot sauce up the hole so i spit fire. golf ball too cause life is a game, i am Him

so much ass my caboose need a carriage, opps under the juicy dumper palanquin BEAK

call my opps boomer the way they drink from the hose. gobble gobble BEAK

spend loud like a orchestra, fuck louder like a bigger orchestra

dodging reais like bossa nova neo money ain't shit, i dance on business

false ass full of hotdog water i jiggle like a DEMON

money tower money power, you all in this petting zoo and the animals are My Nuts

i got 2 speeds, Big Ass Playboy and Big Money Ass

need that 6-pack hobgoblin protein pussy, whole game on my back like a spider monkey

petitioning the governor of guizho province for more Tummy Time

under my stewardship the empire will shrivel like a worm in the sun

just entered syrian airspace. it won't stop happening

peak efficiency put food in the toilet and skip the middleman

made to sleep in a sack full of custard, born to be awake in a sack full of custard

welcome to Whooters. we're staffed entirely by Pete Townshend with massive cans

if you're child is too small for me to see over the dashboard of my Ford Raptor, THAT'S 👏 ON 👏 YOU 👏. make a bigger child

hit the squock so hard i got that gremular orbosis. got the milk sweat, that slippin cornea. hit that shit so hard my dog levitated two feet off the floor and got a job

best part of not taking your meds for 5 days is being able to cum again. time to hit up the aquarium

saw my reflection in the eye of a sparrow, it was headed west

hey pussy we're gonna go unload our glocks into a rotisserie chicken down the wawa. you want in on this shit?

*six bees in my ass voice*: there's six bees in my ass

kill yourself kill your self kill yourself kill yourself kill yourself kill your

fresh flesh carpentry living jigsaw puzzle meat man missing pieces

used cars, west ennui vehicular hostages suck exhaust rich boy

coming to you live inside your dad i now wait online parasite

chunky piss is here now in kidneys everywhere celebrate your pain

corroborated ethically studied ham pork science will reign

it's earth's haiku week. post/reply in haiku or get moon imprisoned

there's a small, pink man dancing on my grave. he's pink as a grapefruit, probably from all the exercise dancing

the government want you to know. they want you to share the miracle. mix every cleaning chemical you can find into a gatorade bottle and drink it. they need you to know that this is how we make it. this is how we break through.

cutting my tuna with mayo just to feel something

mission impossible: dad reckoning. 1.5 hours of dad looking at burgers on the grill and going mmhmmm i reckon that's done. tom cruise scissor kicks me into space

all five of my thumbs point to the east. i can't control it. it's like a physical metaphor for optimism

look upon my twerks ye mighty and despair; the booty is poppin for thee

"living" in "skin"

building a machine that will end

popping a clutch of horse eggs like jellybeans. gonna hatch in my tummy and give the gut flora something to bet on

sitting calmly at the end of a very long, elaborate rube-goldberg machine. the final piece is a shotgun, the barrel is in my mouth. i'm humming the theme tune from pacific rim

following a beautiful swan into the mist. our oil lamps are flickering and the men are frightened but it has my pocket watch and i need it back

battlefield 6 comes out in a few hours. gamers rise up #johnhaloismypresident

if mclaren don't put some respect on piastri's name i will subject zak brown to The Ten Gauntlets of Xiao Lu

my other car is joe lo truglio

books are a clown car for words

my dog joined a union. not sure what it means

i'm the 8th wheel in a polycule that has rigged every election on earth since mankind developed the census