HappyMeatbag

Ejaculating

“Hey, baby, Elon Musk says we should fuck.”

A friend of mine somehow said “rad” in a way that was ironic, gently mocking, and sincerely complimentary at the same time. It was perfect. I don’t think I’ll ever meet someone else who manages to say any word in quite that way.

I have. Sometimes, if I’m forced to attend an event at the house of someone I don’t like, I’ll wash my hands with it out of spite.

My hatred of throw pillows is so extreme that it borders on psychotic.

“They don’t serve any purpose besides getting in your way! What if you want to sit on the couch, but there’s already someone else on it? You can’t just put the throw pillow in their lap. You can’t toss it on the floor, either. That’s rude. I HATE THEM SO MUCH.” 🔪 🪶🪶🪶

maybe it was a mountain made of diamond.

People are selling Minecraft real estate now? Damn.

I’m bewildered, too. The only thing keeping me from flying into a confused, indignant rage is the thought that a lab is kind of like a kitchen.

Was this ever actually put into production, or is this just concept art?

No need for the text at the top. The pic itself is great!

I wouldn’t so much as think of attending even if it was right in the next town, so okay. Do it. I’ll enjoy reading about what a disaster it was.

My brain insists that this is terrible, but, I’m laughing, so…

Thank you. This is the first seriously negative thing I’ve heard about her, and I’d like to give her the benefit of the doubt. A person can grow and change quite a bit in ten years.