george
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george
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I've designed a new form of martial art where you simply admire your opponent's fighting stance as with the guiltless eyes of a child
Before the rest of the diving team descend, I like to go down and rearrange the fish. I think the fish are very convincing when arranged this way, and quite pleasing to the eye. I'm hoping this will stir a love of nature in my colleagues, who often lambast me for having a tender heart
January 14, 2026 at 11:09 PM
Has anyone seen the Beast of Murmurs lately? I already asked the Beast of Whispers, but I could barely hear them over that accursed Beast of Screams
January 13, 2026 at 9:09 PM
𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝
𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓
𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑓𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑠—
𝐶𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝐺𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘
January 9, 2026 at 9:11 PM
Every day I wake up and eat the flesh of the Fruit That Causes Harm. They always asked me why I ate of it, but I never knew why. After years of therapy and self-examination, I can finally say I eat of the harming fruit because it's so yummy to me it's delicious and it tastes soo good and yummy
December 30, 2025 at 6:06 PM
If I were an optician, I would NOT shoot a jet of air into your eye. I would find a nonviolent (𝘢𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘢) way to perform the tests
December 8, 2025 at 5:31 PM
My favorite MMO is RealmWorld. It has over a hundred different skills to develop, like woodcutting, woodcarving, woodshaving, woodthrowing, woodgreasing, woodburning, woodseeking, woodmeeting, wooddating, woodwedding, woodleaving, woodmissing, woodcrying, woodgrieving
November 18, 2025 at 10:18 PM
Reposted by george
Note: A previous version of this article referred to the subject in a disparaging tone. The author has since developed loving-kindness for all sentient beings and revised the article accordingly.
November 6, 2025 at 9:37 PM
In my role playing game there are many Matches, which are made up of Rounds, which consist of Turns. Every Turn has four Quarter-Turns. There are several Actions in each Quarter-Turn, and each of those has multiple Moments. Moments are precious. Each one contains the entirety of one Existence
November 4, 2025 at 8:50 PM
The blacksmith in our town's a sewer rat named Rat de Culvert, and though his hammer's strokes do fall with careful might, the townsfolk keep him far in word and quarters. Maybe it's his lowborn air, perhaps his ratly stink, but day by day I wonder how the nose could be more precious than the heart
October 31, 2025 at 5:48 PM
I am but one of many Seasoning Stewards tasked with flavoring Her Majesty's meals. I employ the finest Black Peppercorns, precision-ground to suit each dish. Yet still her royal palate favors the White Peppercorn Steward who, despite the mild temper of his spice, is a heavy-handed brute
October 21, 2025 at 6:02 PM
Today as a collaborative exercise my team and I traveled to the outskirts of the city and spake our individual vices into the void: "glory addiction", "glory obsession", "addiction to glory",
October 20, 2025 at 6:14 PM
My love, I hope this letter finds you well. Things go nicely at the bog, and the other men are in good spirits. They say if we place our nets right we'll return with bog crabs enough for the county. But I confess, at times I suffer a sinister melancholy; I've taken to prodding the crabs with a stick
October 17, 2025 at 6:44 PM
The neighborhood raff have grown replete on the exquisite aphids about my parterre
August 15, 2025 at 8:29 PM
People who say herbal tea is caffeine-free invariably neglect to mention the ambient level of caffeine present in the tea around us
July 28, 2025 at 6:53 PM
Me? I've got some hobbies, I guess. Adult stuff. Boring stuff. Beans, coins, the earth. Don't know much about computers. Don't care to. Don't know much about cell phones either, or electric guitars. Guitars of any kind, for that matter. Beans and the earth, enough for me. Coins I can live without
July 24, 2025 at 6:22 PM
Spending 85 pages of my fantasy novel describing how humanity's armies come together to tie the laces on a single shoe of The World Giant, a creature I've invented to illustrate the futility of human endeavor in my fantasy novel. The shoes protect its feet from World Brambles, World Twigs, and so on
July 18, 2025 at 8:04 PM
we're hitting some turbulence folks... not worried... bet I could fly this thing with my feet... well that's not true... I'm not some kind of monkey... a cockpit's no place for a monkey anyway... they don't let just anyone do this... takes time... and you gotta know a thing or two about the world...
June 18, 2025 at 4:31 PM
(boss) I've noticed that you're forlorn. I've seen your window gazing. You're looking for meaning, but you won't find it out there. (tapping your monitor) You'll find it in the spreadsheets. (realizing it looks like I think the monitor is the computer, squatting and tapping the tower) The sheets
March 3, 2025 at 10:02 PM
I've decided not to change the batteries in my smoke alarm to get back at my cretin neighbors for crunching around in the boneyard at unreasonable hours
January 22, 2025 at 7:06 PM
38 keys on my keyring. They all look the same. Whenever I get home I thumb through and try each of them, one after another, before realizing this isn't my house at all. No, this is concept piece "Gun Box" by artist Demond Fritte, and it shoots me dead where I stand
January 20, 2025 at 7:44 PM
Back off, man. I'm two stevia sodas in, and my inhibitions are basically kaput. I don't wanna hear one more thing about your wack cousin till these two stevia sodas are out of my system
December 14, 2024 at 7:47 PM
The boys and I are getting together, each taking our favorite mode of transit. I'm in the Camry; Mike is taking the train; Lewis is cycling; and our friend Civônt will light a small lantern, bury it solemnly in a meadow, and weep
December 9, 2024 at 3:18 AM
My old and trusted friend, Frembles Greaseheart, has once again posted a treatise on the door of the neighborhood Denny's. Included are three new doctrines: the original sin of the Denny's, the dependent origination of the Denny's, and the emptiness of self
December 8, 2024 at 10:58 PM
Welcome to my mansion. Best beware of interlopers; let's sequester ourselves now to a secret room, where we may speak plainly of the pope
December 6, 2024 at 4:49 PM
Joining a 12 step program to kick my coffee habit and getting laughed out of the room by all the guys addicted to porn
December 5, 2024 at 4:27 PM