if it wasn't for the fact that their very existence is itself unbridled hubris against the gods, birds should probably have made it into outer space by now
if it wasn't for the fact that their very existence is itself unbridled hubris against the gods, birds should probably have made it into outer space by now
twas a good vintage
i begin typing on an old typewriter, "a werewolf is steering a submarine" but then stop. i crunch up the paper and throw it in the fire. the world isn't ready yet for Captain Harry McHowls, the submarine pilot who is secretly a werewolf hiding from the moon
ME: goodnight honey
WIFE: goodnight
EVIL BULLFROG THAT LIVES UNDER OUR BED: *angry ribbit ribbit*
BOTH OF US (in unison): goodnight evil bullfrog
*happy ribbit ribbit*
[after robots take over]
*drones crash into my kitchen*
ME: [mouthful of ham] whobithrayed me?
*fridge starts laughing*
BUT U WERE MY FABRIT
Realized I never said "unquote" after reciting a famous poem in 10th grade. Sorry if you thought everything I've said since is Shakespeare
[1633 Vatican]
State your full name
βGalileo Galileiβ
Galileo Galilei?
β«I'm just a poor boy nobody loves meβ«
*cardinals just go nuts*
Abby!!!πππ
Think you know guilt?
*takes long drag on cigarette*
I'm the wildebeest who killed Mufasa.
*exhales*
I hear Simba's screams every night.
[Wildebeest orbiting the earth in a spacesuit, uselessly kicking its legs madly every time a really grassy part comes into view]
An immortal wildebeest clatters throughout the ages. He has always clattered. He will be forever clattering. On and on and on he clatters.