I make things in my spare time so I don’t tell people to go to hell during my work time. These things are not quite the same.

I didn’t realize Siri and the cats were conspiring. Yesterday I went into the living room to investigate a ruckus and found one of my cats sitting on the couch while the home pod in the window sill was playing Mumford and Sons.

It’s captivating, really. I can’t stop looking at it.

Combat on Atari 2600.

lol fair. My Subaru and I just migrated from Colorado to the east coast. Your description made me miss home.

Colorado?

My nana used to have a collection of spoons in holders like this in her dining room. Thanks for the double hit of nostalgia and serotonin.

Me. It’s me.

Depends on if they’re going to abduct me or just shoot me.

So going forward, I should keep my crimes under half an hour and it’s fine. Good to know.

However, drugs are mandatory for viewers.

Lately, the packages of Impossible have been about the same price as ground beef so I’ve been buying that and no one in the house seems to have caught on yet.

No I think this definitively qualifies as fuck around and find out.

Pictured: The moment everything went off the fucking rails. (2016, colorized)

I bought a bottle of mint and eucalyptus body wash. Now it feels like my butthole just smoked a Newport.

I thank you. Didn’t realize it noped out on me this morning.

I saw this story yesterday and I just cannot fathom HOW. It’s kind of amazing.

Glorious!

That’s a 10/10 blep.

Well I’m sure absolutely nothing is going to go wrong because of this. Obligatory /s