MISTER frankenstein was a punk ass bitch

when i was 13 i made up a group of ocs who were gifted the ability to teleport but with caveats that made it really irritating for them and everyone else. i can’t remember all of them but two. one of them could only pass from place to place through water. they could jump into something as small as a cup of tea and come out the other side through a puddle or something but notably they did get wet. so any time they teleported anywhere they arrived soaking wet. they had to go everywhere with a waterproof paddling bag as a purse. the other could only teleport between occupied bathrooms. any bathroom in the world was fine but it had to be in use. they could just ask a friend to go in first and cheat it that way but in an emergency they’d just have to barge in on someone with their eyes closed and yell “SORRY! SORRY!” and disappear immediately from existence.

today i took the worst photo of a loon one can possibly take while remaining identifiably a loon

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and what if I told you nine was less afraid of love than ten. what then.

for a moment i lived in a beautiful world where doctor who didn’t exist and this was simply a seven-ate-nine joke too layered for me to understand

One moment I liked was Carl and Grace's time having fun shopping, adding so much duct tape to their cart, playing bowling with stacks of aluminium foil, and wearing safety glasses at the checkout doesn't have the typical comedy beat of "acting suddenly embarrassed once someone asks what they're doing." Because this film is about the importance of having fun and building friendships as an essential component of human existence, and bonding with strangers is one of the purest experiences we can have. To undermine it with the typical punchline of "this kinda stuff is cringe" would undermine the thematic center of the narrative itself, and I'm glad the film is mature enough to realize that.

shout out to the sex repulsed asexuals. the asexuals who are asexual from trauma. the asexuals who will not be at the orgy handing out water. the asexuals who are not writing the kinkiest smut youve ever read. i love you.

Not every post can be a 10/10, but never underestimate the power of belabouring a 4/10 bit.

If you do it 10 times, it turns into a 4 bit.

If you do it 20 times, it turns into an 8 bit, and then you can cash in on the nostalgia factor.

If you do it five times, it turns into a 2 bit, which you can cash in for a shave and a haircut

person who genuinely hates themselves so much they can barely look anyone in the eye: i must remain humble lest my hideous ego spiral out of control