if the white house has one do you think there's a bowling alley in like versailles? or the vatican? like the pope can't chill out and just go in the basement and just bowl?
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most of the time i have no idea what i’m going on about. so like don’t trip if you don’t get it. forklift certified. shitposters union #42069 belle & sebastian professor of advanced pynchon analysis and pasta shape research at princeton university.
snl celebrity jeopardy is probably the sketch that got me hooked. so stupid and smart at the same time. "who reads" becomes whore ads. "an album cover" "the pen is mightier" and somehow will ferrell kept it together the whole time.
if i want to see beyond i'd rather do it the new old fashioned way with lsd than getting zapped by apollo and waking up babbling in some random persons front yard
had another one. it felt like zeus stuck a finger in my brain. i laid on a pile of leaves until a kind neighbor from my building helped me get home. sad part is i was only a block away.
no idea who witney carson is but i'm all in for guillermo
what is going on tonight? this is normally the time the neighborhood quiets down and the roads are super busy all around.
it's a bummer that they're taking so long or maybe just pulled the plug on the next season of blue eye samurai. but maybe it's just going to end like samurai champloo.
tried to watch the raygun doc and at the 8 minute mark i stopped because my "all of these people are brain damaged and i don't care about breakdancing" kicked in i don’t dance. i don’t get it. it freaks me out.
if you think ai is the future and it's good, you're an ignorant fool and i encourage you to unfollow and block me so i can be free with the real people and artists and creators who are expressing human creativity and the joy of interacting
if i created a dropbox account would you help me restore what i lost? because of that cat spilling water i lost almost everything. and then apple took the rest. i haven't felt right since. i want to rock out again in the time i have left.
if i can't find the pitch perfect movies enola holmes will do. i can't explain why but i like a lot of media with a strong lady lead.
every time i see an ad for dave's hot chicken it makes me mad. i tried their subpar chicken and their shitty oversweet sauce too many times. and i love fried chicken. its one of my favorite things.
watching a video of a sov cit getting owned in court trying to represent himself and it's hilarious.
if "puff the magic dragon" is about weed then i posit that "kodachrome" is about lsd.
saw a restaurant review and i was like that looks good and then looked them up and saw the menu prices and what? fried mozzarella and id want more sauce. that's 20 bucks and i'm supposed to tip? what they charge for chicken parm is obscene.
restaurant concept live from big pink in the hall mall at the base of big pink menu of sandwiches and wraps nothing over sauced or elaborate. the idea is it has to move. rotating grilled cheese sandwiches. and the of course medianoche
i do not trust myself to be able to make it with a portion of water the ten steps. i'm curious if i will have to scoot/crawl back to bed.
can barely walk. but tomorrow i'm gonna walk to the microwave and make my lil cuppy of mac and cheese and probably sit on the floor to eat it.
michelob ultra commercial are inherently funny because why would a person go all out to win an athletic contest for the prize of a shitty watered down lager?
wondering how many years before sports kills its own fan base. between paywalls for all of it and the inherent corruption that will come from legal gambling.
i can feel it coming and like the weirdly attractive woman from the commercial i see my own magic spoon. mac and cheese is on the horizon.
the shows were cheap and the band made the money at the merch table and their cut of the bar sales. you no reply coward.
tomorrow is a new day. but today i rode the lightning and saw stars. it was glorious and terrifying. and i found my glasses. tomorrow's gonna feel great and i know and i don't know why but i'm gonna flow. and let it take me.
sometimes part of of coming back is posting a lot of absurd things because my brain is still reverberating and i still feel the echoes.
make a band name inedible the raw milk hotel rfk jr is here pouring out samples, come on down!