Shit, dude. My iron was at 2 after my last blood test. They keep pumping me full of star stuff–pow, straight in the veins–and I just keep burning through it. Why, stars, why! Why does thou forsake me! I am very tired, stars.

Is this Welsh?

/s

Now, with Listeria! ™️ –for that sparkling fresh digestive tract!–

“[Thing] is a game changer!”

Almost always used in the context of brand-speak/commercial marketing. What’s the game, guys? Corporate propaganda? Cause no, using an app to book a handyman that pays to be advertised on your service, or buying microplastic encapsulated detergent is not a goddamn “game changer” for anyone, besides the shareholders.

Out of curiosity, and if you don’t mind sharing, what hobbies have you picked up, or have been exploring?

Did… Did the crocodiles make that sign?

I was reminded

It’s probably a term used elsewhere too, but in the US Navy, when it’s coming from both ends, especially stationed or deployed on ship, it’s the double dragon. Ship food is bad. Ship food is rejected prison food. Moldy. Horrible. Absolute garbage. Garbage would probably be safer.

Only Honk.

Or

“There are no genders. Only Honk.”

Make a new website, and/or make a new HonkBusters.

Alternatively: “Where we’re going, we won’t need genders to honk…”

Oh, holy hell, I just uncontrollably giggled at that for so long, my chest hurts. I sent it to my only group of friends, and it looks even better in smaller thumbnail form. Good gracious.

Rich Evans, man. Sexy, talented, honey-voiced genius.

If nose candy is making you feel like that, you may be snorting literal Pixy Stix… ◕_◕

After growing up mostly in the Colorado mountains, and even later in the more suburban areas, but still near enough to the mountains, lynx and cougar calls are strange and loud as shit. They scared the jeebs out of child-me in the dark nothing. Cool as hell, though, once you know what they are. Loud ass kitties, echoing for miles.

Everytime I see this, I can’t help but giggle a little at that magnificent lump, just florpin’ on by, awkward as hell. I love our moon, so much.

Excuse me, those were just short for their full names:

Richard Warlock and Vulva Wizard

Muppets have always sadly given me the heebs, but this is a brand new appreciation! I’d love to see this done shot-for-shot, completely serious tone, but all within the Muppets theme. Of course, John Carpenter’s awesome score stays the same, but played with like, kazoos and jazzy casual instruments.

Regardless of reality, it’s gonna happen in my imagination, cause the world’s on fire.

I wonder how many of us instantly wrote bee-versions of the lyrics?

The saxophone solo is definitely now done by bees.