You Are (In)Correct

And yes, you will die – but probably not until everyone you know is already dead, too. Your parents, your friends, your pets... each death leaving a small but irreparable scar on your not-yet-still, still-beating heart. The living tell the dying not to leave, and the dying do not listen. The dying tell us not to be sad for them, and we do not listen. The dialogue between the living and the dead is full of misunderstanding and silence.

Proponents of the bill argued that most things on Repiton are already illegal anyway, so citizens would hardly even notice the change. The law goes into effect in two weeks, and citizens are advised to get any necessary murders done before then — although there will be a three-day grace period after the deadline, for those who are forgetful, or whose victims are hard to catch.

Taz: I believe in you, but also don’t make a big deal out of it ‘cause you’re like a big dork or whatever.

Murrit: Friend Group, Assemble!

My lusus says it’s because when I was a kid, I found a dead clown in the woods, but who knows?

Talald: Anyway, today is the day we reveal to the whole planet the existence of the "League of Villainous Evildoers Maniacally United For Frightening Investments in Naughtiness"!!!

Laivan: How am I supposed to make creative funny text posts when nothing happens in my life at all.

Occeus: The idea of consuming two conflicting things that promise to do the opposite of each other has always been hilarious to me. There's a liquid shot-based sleep aid called 6 Hour Sleep and as soon as I saw it I immediately imagined mixing it and a 5 Hour Energy together for a 1 hour nap.

*me as a detective walking up to look at a dead body* Ok first of all, big mood.

Laivan: If Santa keeps track of "naughty" kids every "sweep", and the year doesn't start until January 1st, that leaves 6 days between Yulepassing and New Sweep undocumented, so nothing you do can be held against you.

Murrit: What does a skeleton call his closest homie?

Waitress says "say when" when grating my cheese. I never say when. The room fills with parmesan. There are no survivors.

Next time I'm opening up to someone is my autopsy.

Occeus: For whatever reason, you suddenly gain godlike powers of control over the universe. What's the first thing you do?

You know, if you watch the Lion King closely, you can find  a lot of Simbalism.

Calder: Thanks to Duolingo I can ask people if they are a horse but can't tell people what my name is in French.