♤Mavis♤

Babysitting a toddler is a lot like being the narration in a point-and-click adventure game. Watching him knock on the doors of empty rooms and saying "hmm. I don't think anyone's in there". Watching him attempt to use [spoon] on [cat] and saying "I don't think those things go together". Watching him throw a cup of water onto the floor and just commenting "the floor is wet now" when he looks up at me to see if I approve.

ordered pizza from a small local place and they didnt actually cut it so i've chosen to revert to a wild animal and begin ripping it apart instead of just using a knife to portion slices

absolutely visceral experience. food is so much more satisfying when you have to fight it. i may be feral

been reflecting on this all day and the unsliced pizza experience honestly ruled. i think everyone should try it sometime or another. you have not truly lived until you just absolutely obliterated a pizza in such a feral manner

This feels like the Yang to the Yin of the Shower Beverage, where in a peak of Unhinged civilized decadence, you experience the full flavor profile of a beverage whilst in the midst of a Hot Shower. Similarly carnal in it's satisfaction, and worrisome when to your mom when she asks you what you did this weekend, and you explain. At Length.

it's a big boobs kind of morning

it's a big boobs kind of afternoon

it's a big boobs kind of next day

it's a big boobs kind of friday

it's a big boobs kind of friday of the next week

why is this post completely broken in every way imaginable

It’ll be almost impossible to find this post unless it wanders across your dash.