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Right. When we were all laughing at the people who would have genuine reactions to things people would say to them on the internet because "the internet is serious business lmao," that was totally fine and a different thing. It's those damn zoomers that fucked it all up. Right.

When I was a teenager, the discussion was always "would you survive the first wave," and my friends and I were never sure if we would or not. We didn't realize the bar for that was whether or not you would run towards the zombies..

With a playful strawberry jam filling that gushes out of its eyes and mouth when you bite into it

I'd guess kind of like an egg cream, which is a drink containing neither eggs nor cream.

So THAT'S what the psychs meant when they said I was living in a state of mental illness..

Right? And they don't even explain toilet paper at the end. Big disappointment for people who'd want to know

Mouth hole feels weird when it rubs against my lips, and not having one means people can't see when I make kissy faces at them so I can do it as much as I want. It's worth having to smell my own breath, I think

Trying to remember whether I named the most recent copy of my resume shitstink.pdf or hellpiss.pdf

"Comin' through, fuckers," has always worked well enough for me. People tend not to ignore it.

Wouldn't mind seeing the game come back. Don't get me wrong, it was pretty shitty. But, for whatever reason, I kept finding myself coming back until there wasn't a game to come back to anymore. I guess I was charmed by it.

Not enough Floppa posting these days. I fear the old ways are being lost to time. I fear I, too, will be as dust, lost to the gales of obscurity some nearby day.

Post more fucking caracals so I don't have to think about my stupid mortality or something ty👍