i also really appreciate the pink fairy armadillo

this land is blighted, something evil lives in the very soil
our crops are blackened and sour, our animals are born wrong, the meat tastes strange and we see visions in our sleep
sometimes, in the dead of night, i wake up, hearing their calls
the kins, they thirst across the sea of time for our souls
-H.P Lovecraft, The Komaeda Out of Space

*as my hands mercilessly bap at the keyboard, the camera zooms out to a broken destroyed ruin of our world, superimposed on the sky in the distance are the words "RON PAUL 2468" and directly below it the ancap manifesto*

when i was 14 someone on neopets ticked me off so much that i drew art of all my neopets beating up theirs

"please spare me" the peasant begs
"your juul pod or your life" the bandit sneers
-an excerpt from my wip novel

*scuttles across your timeline*

"haha, they'll be sure to love this post" he thinks to himself, typing a horrid string of barely intelligible words onto the screen
it's been months since he's left his chair, he's not sure if the outside world exists anymore, his mother stopped bringing hot pockets a month ago and yet he still lives
God weeps

*schlap**schlap**schlap*(thats my big ass thighs slapping together as i walk thru a minecraft cave)