im going to wring your body out like a flannel until you are withered like a grape in the sun

your dad bbqs

my dad crashes out over my emacs config

which is better? who's to say

hello to my 1 (one) real human follower yes your feed is now my own personal shouting void:

i got dipped in british juice by my mother as a child and now the only part of my body that isn't dying in 20°C heat is my left heel

pray for me i might not make the morning