Orduring a beuger from the screeen yew used to werk hereaaat eighteen

I gotta learn how to make vegan jello shots

I’ve been frantically trying to find out if voltorb has teeth.

Too much symmetry otherwiseee

Every year I try to do my taxes. And every year the free filing system tells
Me my birthday is wrong. I use a paid service. Suddenly it’s not a problem.

The irs knows my correct birthday. I know my birthday. But I gotta pay to not hear about it

Where was Mater on January sixth???

It’s pretty alright. The music can be rrrrrough though. Drinks are. Bonkers expensive

They pour shots like my mom had to signed a permission slip

Seeing fursuits and over priced drinks at frolic is the only thing getting me through work

Puttahguurlawnn

Mostly just power violence right now. And sense red bull started making those gay little cans and flavors I’ve not looked back

I won’t go back to looking like a dude named Travis who loves white monster and black metal

Dude that blows. What am I gonna do with all thiiiiss

Any one random encounter I have on the streets of SF in a week would kill a conservative man. Do you know how many people compliment my dog? Dozens. Scores. The sheer number of people who say hello? Unfathomable. There are no bible verses that prepare for this

You love to see it

Amateur numbers. I need like a one and two zeros added to that 2024 number

Bitch meter maid ticking a dogshit waymo

Enemy of my enemy? Not this fuckin time

I have missed two buses. This wouldn’t happen if they ran on good classic American diesel

Sean: So you were actually a deep space explorer from the sixth cosmos, the one before ours, that survived the death and rebirth of the universe during the Big Bang, only to return with an insatiable hunger. Speak on that.

Galactus: Sean, these god damn wings are so fucking hot, I’m fucking dying

Hottest day of the week tomorrow. May go to japantown and the beachhhh

Lived very adjacent to the community. Did not hear about this

Lagomorph (pejorative) I’ve a lot of questions

Is it bad if they touch?

All my fursuit crushes are going to lvfc. 1000 years bummer

Clad in the tightest polo shirt you’ve ever seen a head like a metal bucket

God I hate it when regional managers come to visit. Just a bunch of subhuman business majors walking around holding papers saying shit like “it’s good when we sell things” and “there’s gotta be a way to pay you all less”

Oh MISTER Bitchin? That’s my father. I’m just a son of a bitch

It’s such an uncommon name I’m glad it’s still around

I got in an uber and told the driver I was going out for my birthday he spins around, tells me his son has my exact first name.