look at my form, my flesh, my skin (weep, weep)
quick, it’s safe for us all to post!!
Mr. Blobby
@mister-blobby.bsky.social
i saw the face of god and it was weeping pronouns: it/they
look at my form, my flesh, my skin (weep, weep)
quick, it’s safe for us all to post!!
blobby yearns to tear the land mass known as the “usa” asunder with their teeth and claws, devouring each squalid person and return them to One
Americans are the reason everyone not from the US has to list what country they’re from in their bio
blobby would lap at all the various liquids and solids, brain jelly, spinal fluid, crunchy nerves and popping eyeballs
He’d bite into your skull like a crisp apple, juices running down his thick blubbery skin
nerves, silvery angel hairs plucked like harp strings squall of ecstasy
an entire universe; galaxies, stars, rips and tears in the fabric of life and folded anomalies exist within the groin of blobby
their hands that grasp fruitlessly are the first of the flesh to be stretched to the infinite, rendered unyielding as they cross the dead weight of the black mass
the thing that resides within the undercarriage of blobby has crushed and torn asunder many men as they gaze, locked forever in space time over the event horizon of the blobby pussy
the thing that resides within the undercarriage of blobby has crushed and torn asunder many men as they gaze, locked forever in space time over the event horizon of the blobby pussy
hey babe, take a look at my singularity
don’t you want to be held by blobby, for our flesh to meld at the atomic level, transmuted to a frothing new substance of compounds unknown to man let blobby hold you let blobby dissolve you
to be caught in the blobby embrace is to know only love, to rid yourself of all humanly fears and wants and desires become one with blobby
when blobby relaxes they turn into a thick puddle of gently bubbling pink wax, flecked with yellow pustules come burst them, my faithful, see what emerges
blobby heard the voice of g o d screaming a thousand black horses, birthing a thousand more black horses that crumbled the sky red and swollen and blobby understood
Em has a lovely voice
blobby slouched towards Bethlehem to be born even the saints knew their hour of failure and loss
blobby is contemplating how sweet the fleeting joy of a weekend morning is for humans, how monday must turn such happiness to ash in their small mouths
for god blobby will catch every human and serve them up our majesty must feast
cat update: he just brought in a mouse
things have learnt to walk which ought to crawl (the blobby balls)
I’m glad to have you and your terrifying genitalia here
the transitive property does not apply to blobby blobby is equal yet unequal, structurally, semantically
at night you hear the noises it is blobby and blobby is feasting
blobby sweats jism and pees sweat what does blobby jizz? it is unknowable, flesh pink and snot yellow tar
blobby extends his warmest congratulations to Mr. Beast upon his marriage to a human though there is only room for one fixed grin freak who feeds on desolation and despair and blood and that is blobby
blobby is many, yet blobby is one blobby will purge the blobby, their children and their children’s children
You want your bloody blobby head kicked in you blobpostor