Booster The Dog

1: they'll post it online - overnight

2: shotgun - overnight

3: mirrors demo - overnight

4: nope your to late I'm already dead - WiFiskeleton

5: HANSEL - Soddiken

6: I've had enough of you - billie bust up

1.all you do is drugs- inuday

2. zittie e buoni- manskin

3.brown eyes- re6ce

4. brooklynbloodpop

5.girl in hell- h3nce

6. in later life- h3nce

7. digital silence

1.the seed - aurora

2. chihiro - billie eilish

3. sacrilege - yeah yeah yeahs

4. I can do what I want - mei semones

5. alien blues - vundabar

6. girl with one eye - florence + the machine

@adogcalledbooster + anyone who wants to ⭐️

@moonlitvomit u tagged everybody else I know and won’t annoy🥲

i am going to do 5 of them, because otherwise i will not be able to stop!

The Boxer by Simon & Garfunkel

some song by boygenius (can not just pick one!!)

This Charming man by The Smiths

Maybe… Simulation Swarm by Big Theif

Savior Complex by Phoebe Bridgers

yeah, that will do…

Chapter 8 - 42

scared

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A note from Alice

The method by which muppets procreate is not well-known to most. There are a few individuals with firsthand knowledge of muppet sexual behavior, and I will be relying on these primary sources (namely the blog of @the-muppet-joker) for this essay.

However, many of these reports are directly contradictory. To isolate the truth, or approximate it, we must first identify the facts.

Fact 1: Muppets are capable of pregnancy, and can procreate with other species.

It has been repeated over and over that muppets are capable of pregnancy.

It is an inviolable fact that muppets are capable of pregnancy.

Fact Two: Muppets have one sexual opening.

Waste is NOT excreted through the Muppet Hole, and under normal circumstances, there is no digestion. The Muppet Hole is mostly for sexual and reproductive purposes, with occasional intake of nutrients as a secondary purpose.

Fact Three: Eggs are involved.

Self explanatory.

Now, into the realm of speculation.

1) How does an egg-laying species successfully conceive a pregnancy with a mammalian species?

Here is where I drop a hypothesis that may change the face of muppology forever.

I assert that muppets are monotremes (egg-laying mammals).

Think about it: it lines up with what we know. Both muppets and monotremes have:

A single opening for digestion, impregnation, and birth (a cloaca)

Lower base body temperature (muppets are made of felt)

Variations in anatomical structure between subspecies

And of course, most importantly, muppets and monotremes both lay eggs as opposed to bearing live young.

This is of course not conclusive, and more research is desperately needed.

Counterargument: Muppets menstruate. Monotremes do not.

Evidence:

Rebuttal: Muppstruating is a slang term. Muppets do not traditionally menstruate.

Evidence:

Like cats, rabbits, and ferrets, muppets are induced ovulators--rather than a monthly cycle, ovulation is based on state of mind or sexual opportunity rather than rote biological timing.

In conclusion, it is very plausible that muppets are mammals of the order monotremata. Despite contradictory evidence regarding menstruation, it is clear that, since muppets lay eggs and do not give live birt

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Haven't posted in a while. A lot has happened since my last post so I'll just get into it.

Basically, as some of you may have surmised, my relationship with Kermit the Frog had turned pretty toxic. I believe the old character I once played, good ol' croaker, had revived itself within the Muppet as a form a divine punishment from God for what I had created, and franky, I deserve it. There's a lot of old posts out there of mine that make me shudder in horror. I cannot even look at a clown without thinking "The Joker," and then gnashing my teeth in regret. The colors green and purple throw me into despair.

Anywho, it all reached a head when Kermit tried to take my life at the Dangerous Chemicals Factory (where I work). He took my company-mandated non-slip shoes and tried to make me fall into a big vat of Joker Chemicals, after which point he would possess my corpse and take over my life. For those of you who don't know, this is the fate of all who create tumblr fake stories. They come to life, kill the person who created them, and take over their dead body. Why do you think we haven't heard from the Weed Smoking Girlfriends guy? Baka. He IS the Weed Smoking Girlfriends now. They puppeteer his corpse, probably with all three hands deep in the muppet hole of his mind (we all have one). I can only hope he managed to have bangin sex with them before they killed him, as I was able to have bangin sex with Kermit while he was inhabited by the Croaker Persona. God the sex was amazing. And Let's Just Say His Cock Was Huge

But I'm getting sidetracked. I signaled for Batman (my ex wife) just moments before his attack. I did not realize this at the time, but she had been tailing me, concerned for my safety, so she arrived the moment she saw the signal. She picked me up and threw me a safe distance away, entering a vicious brawl with Kermit. She ripped off Kermit's arm and bit off one of his eyes, but it was no use. He began to mupp her to death right before my eyes. I looked around frantically for anything I could use as a weapon, even just something I could throw at him.

And then, I felt something slip out of my ass.

I had put it there before, for safekeeping:

The

Jrap

On

(Joker Strap On).

Grabbing my weapon, I quickly jumped on a nearby skateboard (also produced by the Dangerous Chemicals Factory), and began to race towards my former lovers, taking the shorter but more dangerous route over a tank full of Deadly Sharks (another byproduct of the Dangerous Chemicals Factory).

My heart raced.

My skateboard raced even faster.

Somewhere, within my mind, I felt my inner Joker chuckling darkly.

Haven't posted in a while. A lot has happened since my last post so I'll just get into it.

Basically, as some of you may have surmised, my relationship with Kermit the Frog had turned pretty toxic. I believe the old character I once played, good ol' croaker, had revived itself within the Muppet as a form a divine punishment from God for what I had created, and franky, I deserve it. There's a lot of old posts out there of mine that make me shudder in horror. I cannot even look at a clown without thinking "The Joker," and then gnashing my teeth in regret. The colors green and purple throw me into despair.

Anywho, it all reached a head when Kermit tried to take my life at the Dangerous Chemicals Factory (where I work). He took my company-mandated non-slip shoes and tried to make me fall into a big vat of Joker Chemicals, after which point he would possess my corpse and take over my life. For those of you who don't know, this is the fate of all who create tumblr fake stories. They come to life, kill the person who created them, and take over their dead body. Why do you think we haven't heard from the Weed Smoking Girlfriends guy? Baka. He IS the Weed Smoking Girlfriends now. They puppeteer his corpse, probably with all three hands deep in the muppet hole of his mind (we all have one). I can only hope he managed to have bangin sex with them before they killed him, as I was able to have bangin sex with Kermit while he was inhabited by the Croaker Persona. God the sex was amazing. And Let's Just Say His Cock Was Huge

But I'm getting sidetracked. I signaled for Batman (my ex wife) just moments before his attack. I did not realize this at the time, but she had been tailing me, concerned for my safety, so she arrived the moment she saw the signal. She picked me up and threw me a safe distance away, entering a vicious brawl with Kermit. She ripped off Kermit's arm and bit off one of his eyes, but it was no use. He began to mupp her to death right before my eyes. I looked around frantically for anything I could use as a weapon, even just something I could throw at him.

And then, I felt something slip out of my ass.

I had put it there before, for safekeeping:

The

Jrap

On

(Joker Strap On).

Grabbing my weapon, I quickly jumped on a nearby skateboard (also produced by the Dangerous Chemicals Factory), and began to race towards my former lovers, taking the shorter but more dangerous route over a tank full of Deadly Sharks (another byproduct of the Dangerous Chemicals Factory).

My heart raced.

My skateboard raced even faster.

Somewhere, within my mind, I felt my inner Joker chuckling darkly.

Brother-in-law?