Possibly Maybe.

A Magic Flute.

It might even be an unforgettable luncheon!

I remember that magical summer at camp when I lost my antifa card.

I

Re-done with more regular capitalization :)

“In any case, in ‘The Eternal Champion,’ he is called Erekose and commits the original sin that sets the champion on his cursed path. However, in Count Brass it was revealed that it wasn’t his fault, allowing him to finally rest after destroying the balance using the Black Sword in its purest form. In Moorcock’s universe, the sword is the champion’s nemesis, but he has to use it to break free - a statement about the folly of fighting for peace. This is also exemplified, of course, in Elric’s story where Stormbringer literally drinks the souls of his enemies and will drink his own if he stops killing. In Corum’s tale there is a whole class-element to this that really shows how Moorcock was also an anarchist.”

Papa Bear, don’t read scary stories before bed!

“What’s up, chat? Y’all ready for some more GTA Online? Oh hey, thanks for the bits!”

You know the magic words to summon an Incubus, don’t you?

🎶 I wish you were here, Iaeeaaah, I wish you were here 🎶

Ah, remember when people kept calling things “emo” but nobody knew what that meant?

The perfect day.

Vigorous nodding “Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, right, right, right, uh-huh…” (repeats louder each time)

Thick thighs save lives damn souls.

I LOVE the tortitude!

“Alright, I need all of the leads on this call to confirm: go, or no go.”

“Go.”

“Go.”

“Let 'er rip!”

“Hold up–”

Adderall (strongly typed)

“Pardon my Elvish, but Saruman is so tight that if you stuck a lump of coal up his ass, in two weeks you’d have a diamond.”

Jesus, New York Post. Stop writing checks Mamdani can’t possibly cash.