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Well, I know what I'm playing at work tonight!

Okay, I had an idea. Y'all know those “Space Australia” posts? I just had an epiphany for one.

Aliens are probably used to humane weirdness by now. They’ve seen us pack bond with everything and attach knives to roombas and use our adrenaline to fight *anything*. But have they seen our games?

Specifically, *The Game*?

Imagine an alien talking about a particular game they play on their homeworld and a human suddenly cursing in response, slamming their hands on the table or kicking a wall with anguish on their face. The alien asks, worried beyond belief, what had happened. Did they commit a major offense? Remind the human of a tragic event in their past?

The human slowly shakes their head, and with a sense of utter drama, solemnly says, “I just lost the game.”

And then the rest of the humans instantly start cursing as well because *fuck you dude you just made me lose the game too!*

Madison: I'm fine.

Jefferson: You're fine? That's good. I'm gonna put that on your tombstone. 'He said he was fine. He was wrong.'

@featherisafox @fandomiseverything This is beautiful. Imma use that last one for so many things now.

why the fuck does english have a word for

but not for “the day after tomorrow”

???

Untold mission - page 10 part 2

Yay, it’s finished! :D I made Anti’s speech bubble cleaner, I hope people with dyslexia can read it easier. Recommended music for this page: The Score - Stronger

Warning for the next page: torture

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We’ve bought a new house. And our new next door neighbours (two delightful gentlemen) will not stop being nice. 

- bought us a seagull proof refuse bag (yes, they are actual things)

- loaned us garden tools when we didn’t have any

- invited us around for Friday night drinks so we could meet the other people on the lane

- one of them brought me a bunch of sweetpea flowers that he’d picked from his garden

- and tomorrow he’s coming to cut our hedge for us with his electric hedge trimmer thing idk, and all I have to do is hold the ladder.

Basically, I am UNSETTLED and am now having to enter into an arms race of niceness and I am already so behind oh god.

Long story short - I just baked a lemon drizzle cake, and it looks great but I can’t even eat it because MR AND MR NICE MUST RECEIVE AN OFFERING.

dear lord. may 2020 be the year Anti returns and he wrecks some shit. amen.

What'd I do now?

every so often i think i need to get off this evil blue hellsite because it’s so distracting and awful, but then some nights i happen to scroll by a post, informing me that there is an original cast bootleg of Hamilton on pornhub under the name “Founding Fathers get Naughty in the Bedroom” and i’m reminded of everything good in the world

I figured you'd know it was me. Especially as it is completely Harry Hook gifs, that I just showed you.

Oops?

~~~~~~~~~~ I knew it was you!!

Yay!!! More lgbt people!!

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