

my beef isn’t that he says it gets it gets haunted. everyone knows this. it’s just science. my beef is he says it tastes bad. I’LL DIE ON THIS FUCKIN HILL
I’ve been awake for too many hours and probably nothing I post right now should be considered a reasonable take


my beef isn’t that he says it gets it gets haunted. everyone knows this. it’s just science. my beef is he says it tastes bad. I’LL DIE ON THIS FUCKIN HILL
the universe decided to give you some negative frisson. it’s not often we get it.
my way to cope with those is to find a quiet spot to sit and just hold the feeling as long as it will last. i think that’s because i associate music with positive frisson (you know the way the chords move under the notes that it makes you almost want to weep. it’s almost orgasmic when it’s done well. at least i hope you know that way. come to one of my gigs or rehearsals (giggity) we try to provide the experience of touching the sacred through song.
wait shit i don’t think i’m ready to dox myself yet. lemme ask the wife.


is this one of those double entendres i’m too dorky to understand?


it’s CALLED rolling skoal MOM
sometimes i wonder how remedial an education some y’all got at biology


It’s noon on a Th… oh right. Time exists.


haven’t we tried making chatbots and every single one has been turned into a nazi because we let it interact with 4chan?


okay you got me one for each flavor


Sonai makes my favorite Poi! i didn’t know they were on reddit


not the plumbers themselves, mind you. people like me. they used to hire professional shitters. i had myself surgically altered and now have seven (edit, wait, my wife and i counted last night and i may have miscounted and i’m at eight now) buttholes to service multiple toilets at once. premium service, you see? what did they go and do? they made robot assholes to do our jobs for us. It’s why toilets ain’t been comfy since the 70s. WHERE DID THE LEATHER/PLEATHER SEATS GO? THE OLIVE TOILET SEATS ARE REAL EASY TO CARE FOR, YOU JUST GOTTA OIL THEM EVERY SO OFTEN (AND BE PREPARED FOR GREASE BUTT THE DAY AFTER OILING) AND DAMN OLIVE FEELS NIIIIICE ON THE ASS. and at least one of those robot assholes has escaped you just know it. costing me jobs and all of us our sanity. and butt comfiness.





beedeedweeweeweeweeweeeeee never forget about scaturday. we were raised on Al Jarreau, my dude.


you need more fiber in your ai food journal it’s all stopped up




thursday is a corruption of the old norse turdsday
c’mon AI do better


by our powers combined


if you are paying charitable contributions solely to reclaim income taxes your accountant, even a stupid one, is going to beat you upside the head with a newspaper and squirt you with a spray bottle shouting NO! BAD CLIENT! BAD! until you stop. A billionaire is recovering 40%ish of that. maybe 35%ish i haven’t prepared any taxes but my own in a hot minute. one of us normies, even less. us normies usually don’t even itemize anymore.
stevie nicks was born in 48. she was my fearful and tearful guess for next.