Yo.

Whatever, I could take the frosty folds of the abominable snowman.

I'll go down on the yonic yeti canyon.

She can blizzard on my glizzard any day.

Tomorrow's a snow day and brother I'm breaking out the Flexible Flyer.

We're about to get indecent at Dyatlov Pass.

Call me the McFlurry machine the way I break it down inside her.

You can hang us upside down but nothing can get me off my dairy queen.

She's my storm warning the way we're preppin for six to eight inches overnight.

Yeah baby doll I'm one snow blower that has a lifetime guarantee. You can call me Mister Plow, I'll allow it.

Or call me Scrat with how I'm hiding my nuts in your ice age, it's all good. Just lemme put a little dulce de leche on your shaved ice okay?

I did all this work and nothin to snow for it

Hey are... are you okay?

​really puts the squat in Sasquatch

you are weak of mind and horny of spirit

and metal of body

HOLY SHIT PJACK??????

HE WAS BACK FOR THREE HOURS, RESPONDED TO MY POST, AND THEN DIED AGAIN????

functionally suicidal character saying “I would die for you” to their significant other and its like. I get the sentiment, honey, but if a hot dog vendor told me he’d sell hot dogs for me, I wouldn’t feel very moved now would I

Now a functionally suicidal character saying “I will live for you”. Now that’s a dynamic I can sink my teeth into.

now how about a functionally suicidal character saying "I will sell hot dogs for you"

Hotdog vender lays down their life to protect their suicidal partner, who then takes over the hotdog stand to carry on their memory...

It's like talking to a 2010 Old Spice commercial with you people

It's a pain in the ass, but it's my pain in the ass!

This is poetry. This is storytelling. You can leave the sound off if you want but. Stop. Watch. You surely will not regret doing so.

basketball dracula isn't real dude he can't-- *sudden squeaking noises from the shadows*

*two pool toys having sex tumble by in the wind* oh thank god

*thunderous slam dunk noise*