fresh oats

for me, its the little smile sink dog has. she comes off as genuinely happy in a really subdued, realistic way

the canon ending to dinner

what if instead of analog horror we had "ants on a log" horror!

i might be bunnies….i mustn’t jump to conclusions. but I do love to jump….

i let my cat sniff dr pepper and she identified all 23 mysterious flavors with ease

at the club trying to cut loose but all I’m thinking about is flintstones car

all these people dancing, using their feet. If only we could harness this energy….

they figured this out thousands of years ago

but the vibe is infectious, everyone moving and grooving, wish the club was on wheels and had holes for our feet so we could locomote around town while feeling the joys of earthly pleasures

the society that separates its gamers from its scholars will have its gaming done by fools and its thinking by noobs

You know that thing would eat you if you died, right? *pointing to the false image of you that others perceive*