Messing up my customer service hotline job and playing a gunshot sound effect over the phone then coming back with a slightly different accent

you have a disgusting storytelling addiction

It’s true. It goes back a long way, too. It all started when…

anthy would ask utena “would you still love me if i was a worm” during their nighttime philosophical talks and then get privately mad at utenas answer no matter what it was

thou? art not the knave. thou'rt not capable of BEING the knave. i hadst a knave, but now have none. thou. art not. the knave.

wench wrench, wretched wench, i madst thou my wench (JESSIE!)

my sire and my lady and my lady and my si-ire

it is impossible to watch a movie. every night i think i want to watch a movie. no movie gets watched. because it's not possible

and yet they keep making movies with the hopes that one day humanity will discover a way to watch them. it's so inspiring

clowngirl getting an orchiectomy and the surgeon just keeps removing ball after ball after ball after ball after

clown nurse standing by solemnly adding each successive ball to the ones she's already juggling