Law 2: no poking out eyes.
Law 2: no poking out eyes.
You’re not a tiny speck in a vast uncaring universe.
You’re a person caught up in weave of the giant sweater that is our reality.
Enjoy the simple pleasures of life. And take some time to stare up at that great big universe that we’re all part of.
Purple and blue blobs should be on the bottom of the stack.
It’s stickier than hagfish slime.
Aces don’t need initiative.
Chuck can dip his balls in the toliet for all I care.
Creature Commandos was surprisingly good as well.
Trump gonna ban pasta as well?
Devs was a fun show.
The farm’s current leaders are the fucking mafia.
Camps like those worked out great for the Norsefire party.
Doctor Bob’s Fantastigorical Focus and Wholesomeness Camps!
Thats not even how tumors work!
There is a fundamental misunderstanding that most folks have when it comes to anti-depressants. A lot of people think that you take prozac and it makes you feel “happy” or at least “better”. But the reality of it for me is, I take prozac, and stops my emotions from spiralling out of control.
My neurology is like an elderly person on an icy day, it has a tendency to slip and fall over. Anti-depressants are just a walker for my brain, gives me a good chance to not fall over and break a hip.
Me, but telling them why I don’t want to commit suicide.
And a hell of a comedian.
Try marble races.