Mostly Beachy

a family doesn’t need to be a husband, a wife, a son, and a daughter. a family can be a husband, a metal husband, a cockroach half-son-half-husband who exists in a quantum state, a ghost son, an adopted flesh son who accidentally wandered into your pocket dimension, and 998 tins of coffee.

i don’t think there are 41 thousand people who came across this post and have also happened to watch all three episodes of monster factory: fallout 4, meaning some people just reblogged this without context, and as a result i’m seriously concerned about the degradation of what constitutes as humor on this website

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if u dont know how to respond to something just say “how dare you”

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