I regret everything.

take that dirk strider tag off yhat post about my life or so help me god

we've sent 2,500 senior dogs to a six week Javascript bootcamp using the funds we raised from our ransomware operation. and that's just the beginning. starting next month every fruit will be different

I need to make something really elaborate and cool (doesn't move

This isn’t fucking funny. My father was torn to pieces in the noob wars by a silver rank landmine

how does your dad being reduced to freelo protect our guild

stockholm syndrome doesn't exist, except for when you start liking some of the songs that play on your work radio that you would never put in your casual playlists

(with the intention of ordering grapes from the lemonade stand) hey

it has always been a dream of mine to relax

it’s just not possible