Ok This Is The Best One I've Seen.

Hi its me again it is currently Very Late should I sleep or nah

Considering that I havent seen this for 3 hours: yes you should.

Go to sleep my bruddah, or else the cops will get ya. That’s right, the sleep police, the slumber officers, the rest troopers, the snooze patrol…

Holy freakin cowabunga dudes I am losing my marbles over this, I need so much more and yet just this is perfect

Im learning to enjoy drawing again!!

“If being human is not simply a matter of being born flesh and blood, if it is instead a way of thinking, acting and feeling, then I am hopeful that one day I will discover my own humanity. Until then, I will continue learning, changing, growing, and trying to become more than what I am.”

for april fools we’re deleting this entire site sayonara you weeaboo shits

Fandoms will just collectively, non-verbally agree on non-canon things and I think it’s beautiful.

I mean take the rottmnt fandom, we all agreed that Raph died first in the apocalypse timeline, and Donnie second (glum example, ik, but it’s what prompted this post lmao). Was it ever stated in the movie??? I think NOT. Does it absolutely make sense though???? Yes.

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I FREAKING KNEW IT, RIGHT WHEN YOU SAID THAT YOU PICKED UP THE CASSETTE I KNEW IT WAS A RICK ROLL RAHHHHH

A group of far-future linguists and archeologists suddenly *poof* into existence in front of me. One is holding a tablet. "What is the difference between 'red sauce' and 'tomato sauce?'" they ask me. "The distinction is not clear in extant texts from this time and place."

"Uh, they're the same thing," I tell them. "Who are you?"

"Yes!" the being with the tablet exclaims.

One of the other researchers groans. "No! My thesis...months of writing wasted..." One of the others comforts them.

"Now, what is this object for?" The first researcher holds up a discolored, dinged-up plastic object. It's clearly been buried in the ground for quite some time, but the two holes and the scuffed plastic window are distinctive.

"That's a cassette tape. You record music with it."

"Interesting, interesting." The being enters something on the tablet.

"How are you speaking English?"

"Sophisticated translation technology," one of the researchers confides. "We are students of your society. From the future."

"What does this pictogram represent?" The researcher with the tablet turns it around so that the screen faces me.

It's the eggplant emoji.

"Sex," I say. "Why do you need to ask me this if you can time travel or whatever? Can't you just go wherever you want to go and look around and see how these things are being used?"

The beings shift guiltily and look at each other. "Technically, travel to times and places prior the advent of time travel is strictly prohibited. Paradoxes, you know."

"Oh."

"We must get back before our advisor returns to the lab. Just don't tell anyone you saw us, alright? The space-time continuity depends on it. Can you do that?"

"Uh, sure, I guess?"

One of them pats me on the head. "And don't go to Mars."

"Okay. Wait, why? Is it dangerous?"

"No. Just not worth it."

The group disappears in a shimmering light.

The cassette clatters to the sidewalk behind them.

Out of befuddlement, mainly, I pick it up. It's clearly old, discolored and scuffed, but it still has tape in it.

I carry the tape around in my pocket for a while. The curiosity builds. I want to know what's on that tape. I don't have a cassette player anymore, so I go to Goodwill and pick up the first one I can find, praying that it still works. I plug it in. It turns on.

I slide the tape inside. It's dirty, but it still seems to be in decent shape. I snap the player closed and hit play. The wheels begin to turn. I hold my breath.

A familiar tune starts up. A wobbly voice comes out of the machine.

We're no strangers to love

I just watched Hamilton and it shows lmao

You've Been Portal Jacked! Part 4

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He definitely saw this coming

Quick mikey doodle page to avoid getting into art block a week before the portfolio submission deadlines lmaooo