the psychic darts have reduced my brain to a slurry

tomas kalnoky (streetlight manifesto) as a cat

really working i'd taken my laptop on tour rather than my switch

yeaaaaa that's prolly gonna sell me on it—it's why i did the GTAV thing (and for the music and story.) i just love inhabiting a space people put so much time into. same with morrowind

i'm thinking about buying that—is just walking around and doing normal stuff doable? like just enjoying the sights and interacting/buying food, etc

mona lisa boss ODB-3 bass overdrive

imagining the guy being all "in nomine patris et filii et spiritus sancti" with the poop pendant and doing the sign of the cross with it and giving it a little kiss after

"that's my good luck poopy—i need it back! i wanna get it drilled so I can wear it as a pendant!"

rando access memory

a photo of underneath a table outside a bar featuring 18¢ in pennies, a .22 bullet and a squished poopy

anyone missing 18¢ in pennies, a .22 caliber bullet and a poopy?

dog orb approachign your location

dude playing solo hack, bucket hats as far as the eye can see, misgendered and nonconsensually touched by the bartender. oh god now they're playing a hippie funk version of a nirvana song

god we're hitting this other bar before the show and it's a fucking hippie joint—shitty acoustic band with slap bassist with a bass that looks like a potato doing a hippie funk cover of heart of glass

just pooping in to let y'all know that you can get cooties from nonbinary people so you all have super cooties

(i think my opinion is greatly colored by the fact that so many people I've known kind of got off on the act of spoiling shit and that was just really shitty and irritating)

i like 40/60 agree but i think the best way it's been done is in melancholia (2011) where you know what's gonna happen in the first 8min of the film. it's more that you don't wanna know what goes on in between the beginning and the end

we have a couple days off from touring and this bar we're at is playing super sentai zyuranger and i'm fucking here for it

If Anthony Kiedis doesn’t mention California at least once in his lyrics the micro-bomb implanted in his carotid artery detonates and he bleeds out in seconds

i wanna hear it lmao—I'll record mine eventually

a cheeky squashed poopy with a slice of human calf served with some bits of orange plastic—a lovely meal!

fuck yeah lmao. los angeles

i miss that one starwipe article. i miss starwipe

they're my "i hate the fuckin' eagles" band

fucking hate the red hot chili peppers

slippin right around the back like a sex pest / gonna have to give this set a fuckin redress

witcha getcha sitcha titcha witcha put it in you / fitcha bitcha kitcha mitcha sitcha put it in you

i have this problem where whenever the red hot chili peppers are playing on a speaker or the radio i do a really annoying anthony kiedis impression

This is an awesome opportunity to snag some kickass music for no dollars!

A pink floating house is seen suspended a few meters in the air, on it rests a few coyotes. the house and lawn is in disrepair. a strange skull creature looms in the background.

A strange place.