You saw the most bangin' Mexican street food and you're trying so hard not to give in to the voices.

Quite literally.

I'm hoping more of the people I follow hop over here so I can support them here instead of the run-down McDonald's play place that is called Twitter.

All BlueSky needed was a little silliness.

And that's where you come in.

Are you sure I should be "reaching out"? There's a good chance I have some phobia where I try not to reach past my nose or some eldritch being will slurp me up like spaghetti.

Does he write you love letters in heiroglyphics?

You say that like he's ancient. Full-on Bandagekhamen, even.