Cannoli

Hornet silksong is one of the single funniest protagonist ever. In no small part because she isn't a silent protagonist at all. She's in a nightmare apocalypse, but she was born and raised in one of those. She's live most her life in a graveyard. This nightmare apocalypse is way nicer than the one she came from. She got kidnapped, seriously weakened/injured, and is in poor health. She decides "well if they kidnapped me I guess it's important and I should check it out". She tells people a zombie apocalypse is happening as one might comment on the weather. This is very normal for her. Her idea of regaining her strength is throwing herself at dangerous situations until she's better. She has never heard of "taking a nap" in her life. She is so willing to run errands for other people, but do not imply she is a good person, this is a "tactical advantage".

Hornet lives by "what doesn't kill me makes me stronger" and probably "everything happens for a reason."

Woah mama I'm a shrimp

I truly believe we don't have much time left

can now report that harvesting from the garden by flashlight does feel a lot like a first person pov veggie-based horror video game

Y'all notice they don't make ocean spray commercials anymore. Ain't seen those two white men in the cranberry pit in a long time. The bog spiders musta got them.

The lion does not concern itself with the bank account balance when a little treat is calling

The lion will never financially recover from this

ideal living situation is what i call the 'sitcom special' : having all your closest friends live in the same apartment building or neighborhood where you each have your own space but can wander in and out of eachothers homes at will, seemingly always welcome and never at bad times. and also all of you only have jobs when its important to the plot.

They're having a 2 for 1 Who gives a Fuck special at the Shove It up your Ass store

what are you supposed to even do if you're hot and asexual. how to I convey that just because I'm the most fuckable person in this grocery store doesn't mean that I'm the most fuckable person in this grocery store. oh jessica rabbit we're really in it now.

after opening the piping hot butter chicken dish and getting a fat whiff of thos spices everything goes blurry. came to surrounded by empty, curry-stained containers and naan crumbs. the culprit. is still at large