hey. good luck with everything, okay? [cutting the rope connecting your boat to the dock] just good luck. [starts pushing your boat further towards the stream] just have a good luck out there

[not noticing I'm drifting out to sea] Meow meow meow meow! Meow meow meow~

good luck! good luck!

You can't go wrong with the scientific method [reads the vast literature on philosophy of science] ah well nevertheless

in charcuterie city, you'll always be cheesed to meet your friends

I hate charcuterie city I want to go somewhere else

this is all that's left.

this is all that's left.

anything less hygienic than im personally accustomed to is objectively disgusting and culturally backward, anything more hygienic than im personally accustomed to betrays a fascist overcultural fear of the natural body

his name is Organic Spinach

the cleanest frog in Michigan

Would love to pop that button open and pull down those shorts