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caul serrikane the character ever. rolls up to a gangster and is like. fuck your pronoun circle, my gender is I Just Wanna Get Paid. I'm gonna kill myself for money, resurrect me in an hour. every day I dream of murdering my dad. btw here's a severed head I carry around in my designer bag, she sings me to sleep. I'll tell your dead employee that you said hi. *drinks poison and dies horribly*

[trying to impress stranger at party] yeah my thoughts are literally influenced by a distant malevolent engine

still so funny to me that gross has another meaning besides icky and is used seriously all the time. your gross annual income. your disgusting nasty amount of money you earn the whole year. pathetic