love

my doordasher has been fucking around in the restaurant parking lot for a half hour now. probably playing with his tip and maybe even his balls a little bit on the holy day no less

to be honest he may even be curiously slipping his middle finger in and out of his hole with his shirt between his teeth adn his legs shaking well as long as i get my food buddy

who knows though

this is something an NPC says to you at a bakery in the witch alps version of disco elysium

every time i remember that photo of the little inuk girl with her puppy i engage in inconsolable hysterics

Comfy even

im glad we're in the internet backwaters i think if dove chocolate or something replied to my post i would just keep reporting them for terorism again and again and again