Husband, stay at home dad, shitpoetster
My biosphere of thoughts: https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:636ads6a5bsrew5gikxwowue/feed/aaam2wgae6lry
On a side note I wish I could gain that ability. To weave.
Maybe I should become a seammister
On a side note I wish I could gain that ability. To weave.
Maybe I should become a seammister
Me: aren’t gifts and presents mysteries too
Them: *tossing me into a wooden casket* shhh
Me: aren’t gifts and presents mysteries too
Them: *tossing me into a wooden casket* shhh
Mother Nature: now that’s what I call quicksand
Mother Nature: now that’s what I call quicksand
Just add
1/3 cup of God
1/3 cup of Jesus
1/3 cup of Holy Spirit
A dash of nonsense
A healthy helping of gold flakes
Stir in a bowl being careful not to overmix.
Spread into a pan.
Cook at 400 degrees for 2 hours.
Finish with a veil of powdered sugar.
Serve chilled.
Just add
1/3 cup of God
1/3 cup of Jesus
1/3 cup of Holy Spirit
A dash of nonsense
A healthy helping of gold flakes
Stir in a bowl being careful not to overmix.
Spread into a pan.
Cook at 400 degrees for 2 hours.
Finish with a veil of powdered sugar.
Serve chilled.
Then I just secretly add in a sublayer of intense sexual tension between God, Adam, and Eve, like a sexual triangle of pure tension that all leads to a sexual Big Bang of sorts
Then I just secretly add in a sublayer of intense sexual tension between God, Adam, and Eve, like a sexual triangle of pure tension that all leads to a sexual Big Bang of sorts