One True Potato

Honestly, with all the tradwife cooking trash circulating, it only makes me love B Dylan Hollis more for baking vintage recipes while being openly gay, making sexual jokes, and screaming at the ingredients. He's the antithesis of every soft-spoken cishet woman cooking for her husband and children. You don't have to be an idyllic cottagecore housewife to cook.

The swearing is essential. That's what "made with love" or "the secret ingredient is love" means. It means, "I love you so much that you're worth this fucking bullshit."

fuck, man, the fog's been trying to contact me all day. I just turned my phone on and it says I've had a bunch of mist calls

Moose at the next table: No they don't. I've been waiting here for an hour.

something i actually just realized on call w some friends recently is how crazey it is that your online friends are as many as thousands of feet above or below u right now. like if you teleported to their location without changing your height above sea level, well your fucked in some way basically

i love making art

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*stands up abruptly* i have an idea for video games *refuses to say any more and goes to bed*

i really genuinely wish I could hit chatgpt with my bare fists and hear its pityful electronic voice fade into glitched robotic gibberish and choking beeps as I hit it before I smash it for good and it shuts the fuck up forever

why are so many people wondering if I'm horny for chatgpt. it's like the most unfuckable robot ever created heeell NO

black mackerel tabby

I showed them to my mom once and she pointed at the kitten and said “petty theft” and pointed to the big cat and said “grand larceny”