One Of My Fave Mads Faces Is The ‘your French Is Too Fast’ Face

Do you think its wise to get pissed in full view of any of your men that may stumble in here... just before they embark on the most dangerous journey of their lives? Wise? Probably not.

Do yall also have these mutuals that you just??? Grew really fond of?? Like, you never properly talk to them and all you do is like each other’s posts but whenever you see them on your dash you’re like “hello sunshine, I hope you’re drinking lots of water and being happy your health and wellbeing is so important to me” and I hope that’s not weird because honestly that’s me all the time

Theory: Nobody who writes a physics textbook gives any fucks

Evidence:

jesse: tulip, don't you want to be good

tulip: no i want to go poke holes in this guy's head with a screwdriver do you even listen to a word i say

PREHISTORIC PROTO-MONKEY: I don't need ascorbic acid. From my cells. I eat fruit all the time dude. I'm better than that OTHER PREHISTORIC PROTO-MONKEY: I agree with your lifestyle and will fuck you raw to prove it GUY LOOKING FOR THE NORTHWEST PASSAGE 36,530,125 YEARS LATER: ow oof my shitty british teeth

You ever think about how Shivers was *wrong* only once

Unless I missed something, this is the only time Shivers is wrong. It’s not supposed to be; Shivers is the spirit of the city describing itself to you as a matter of fact. When it says there won’t ever be a club for anodic dance music in the church, it does so because it’s the metaphysical truth… …except it isn’t. Fueled by his complete desire to BUST A MOVE, Harry makes possible what shouldn’t be — and for the briefest of moments, a true anodic music club *does* exist where it *cannot* exist. For the entire game, you’re a receiver for Shivers. You can tune into its different frequencies with varying degrees of control over the process, but it’s always one-way communication. Until this very moment, where against all odds, you transmit a message back. Shivers says, “there will never be a club for anodic music here”, and you bark back, “oh yeah? Fucking watch me”. And so it watches as something impossible happens, as you prove it wrong — and so it reveals itself to you as La Revacholière, for it understands you might be the only entity to ever exist that can heed its warning and save it from its fate. The moral of this story is that through anodic music and **busting moves** you, too, can change the universe. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=knOXppaqBYY

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