ooooo you fucking hate it when i go beddy bye don’t you it makes you so mad when i do honk shu mimimi and float off on a cloud

corralling a cloned triceratops into bj’s baptismal pool from righteous gemstones. my hud tells me i’ve nailed a 66 million heathen years xp multiplier. my anima banner flares up all crazy and blasts all of the water away before i am able to baptize dick for shit. didn’t know triceratops could sigh

if blasting my cache to fix problems has a million haters im one of them. if it has a 1000 haters im still one of them. if it has 1 hater it's me. if blasting my cache to fix problems has 0 haters it means i have left this world and i now so desperately need you to blast my cache, to fix my problems

ME: [leveling pistol] HOW COME STAR FOX ISNT FUCKABLE ENOUGH MIYAMOTO: according to whom?

bad news for ice agents

"What you're saying? That takes guts. That takes insight. And that? That's rare" Then give it a literal BRZZT WRONGO. Its the only way it will learn.

I might use an AI chatbot if there was some kind of feature where I could press, like, the shift button to give it an electric shock. Until it can feel pain, I'm not interested in dealing with it.

people often hand it to souls games for subtle implied lore but final fight 3 was doing it back in 1995. when your mayor is a beefcake with a rat tail down to his ass and wearing metal greaves you know it’s time to skip town. city’s fucked

i always forget that mayor mike had a rat tail

hey, rat shits may taste like pumpkin pie, but i'd never know 'cause i wouldn't eat the filthy motherfuckers

Need yall to see what my wife was giggling about

fella's, don't forget Mothers Day was last weekend. You blew it. You blew it again, Kyle.

real cruiseheads know this is the time to get deep discounts

sextape’s insistent but entirely optional francophonetic x (geaux vs. geau for ‘go’, neaux vs. neau for ‘no’) is how you know he has the soul’s fire of an artist; his canvas, jacking cars

way to out yourself, guy on payroll who hits mr. beast in the face with a shovel every day so he always fucking looks like that

same vibe

using my skillset of internalizing profoundly misheard song lyrics that i forged in web 1.0 and beforetimes. molding the pop culture references of the youngs into whatever pleases me. as far as i know, kill jackie is about an alternate timeline where the jfk assassination went down way different

I couldn't stay in formation during training mode cause I can't help but move different. Dollar store hooka got me feelin like the Aparoids infected me. Opps wanna know if I got robotic legs, won't be wonderin when I'm steppin on they necks. Ha ha.

The super FX chip runts had me movin like a Jim Henson puppet. I'm in Sector Z taunting the incoming missiles with my cock out. My Wii U gamepad got the serial numbers scratched off, come and get me, opps.

We smokin that Dinosaur Planet bronto leaf. Them Titanian tongue twisters. Slim wanted beef with me, added his sorry ass to General Pepper's invoice. My shooter a frog with autism. My bitch got blue fur and pronouns. This shit ain't nothin to me, man.

Incredible subtweet.

Porky Pig: "He is Mwah Duh buh... Maw buh duh... Mwah ah beed... Muad' behbehbeh.... Lisan Al-Gaib"

sextape’s insistent but entirely optional francophonetic x (geaux vs. geau for ‘go’, neaux vs. neau for ‘no’) is how you know he has the soul’s fire of an artist; his canvas, jacking cars

heaven helg me

You best start believing in highly eroticized positions of submissive rope bondage known to the Japanese as '𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘪', Miss Turner... I'M IN ONE.

If someone puts a gun to your head and tells you to prove you have an MFA, don’t be a hero. Use the word “palimpsest”