If you turn me off and then immediately turn me back on Iβll reset to factory settings and also be sexually confused
@kaiserbillhelm
Platinum π³οΈβπ. π¬. πdad. St-stutterer. I once had a bee stuck in my ear. Newest: https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:ibib6zmsccimdaxgb2vxefjw/feed/aaaiic6oiigjs Tops: https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:ibib6zmsccimdaxgb2vxefjw/feed/aaaiigc5sscqw
If you turn me off and then immediately turn me back on Iβll reset to factory settings and also be sexually confused
Mom said to dress my wound so I covered it in ranch now itβs bleeding even more and Iβm craving chicken wings.
The year is 2050. Sound now costs extra when you rent a movie
The existence of a portal heavily implies the existence of a starboardal
Before you follow me, just know that Iβve been described as βif brushing your teeth after drinking orange juice was a personβ
raising my glass of juice to all who have made it through to whatever part of the day they're at without eye gouging themselves or anyone else
the recipe said "juice"
it didn't say whose
nobody comes to my dinner parties anymore
Juice Newton is my favorite singer-songwriter whoβs also part of a complete breakfast.
If i had a portal gun i'd totally use it to give myself a blowjob
βWrong portal.β
- heard during video gaming or attempted anal
if you see me quoting Wham! songs, no you didnβt. that was so last christmas
on some level, people from the victorian era just had to know how fucking silly they all were.
someone please unplug bluesky and plug it back in again
it's never too late for a first corn dog
first date idea: we get stuck in a tree while rescuing a kitten (and you are a hot firefighter)
*counting all my cookies like scrooge mcduck stacking gold coins*
[foreigner] i want to know what love iiiiis
[me] a falsehood a lie and it will hurt you
[foreigner] i want you to show meeee
[me] see that sack of mouldy potatoes over there kinda like that
Would you recognize your own butthole in a line of random buttholes?
Vent my spleen? No thank you Hannibal, you just keep on walking.
If only it was as socially acceptable to vent your spleen as it was to vent your rectum
If youβre gonna vent your spleen, do that shit in private. No one needs to see that.
anyone who's still here when the party's over will have chores allocated to them
at the end of every party, everyone has two things:
- a reason to apologise for something
- a coat they've never seen before
Me: Partyβs over. You donβt have to go home but you canβt stay here.
Mom: I own this house. You just live in the basement. Now put away your action figures- I mean, party guests.
AI *sucks at everything*
Breathless press articles: IS THIS OUR NEW GOD
Who called it a handy and not jizz hands
Whatever I fuckin hate it here
not only do i not want an edit button, i'd support removing the delete option and having all our typing show up live like icq
If I die don't let my sister take my Kohls Cash, you hear me??
[On a date in a nice restaurant] ... and that was probably the worst case of diarrhea I've ever had
Anyway the brown gravy they put on the mashed potatoes here is incredible, and the chocolate mousse is just
why did we even domesticate peeves