LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, BUDDY *SLAMS HAND ON TABLE DRAMATICALLY* *slams hand on table AGAIN* *slams BOTH hands on table twice* *claps* *slams hands on table again* *claps* you’re a boy make a big noise playin in the street gonna be a big man some day you got mud on your face you big disgrace kickin your can all over the place SINGING we will we will rock you
Hoje Eu Quero Voltar Sozinho
in my comix class last semester one of the prompts we received was to write a comic where you interviewed yourself and all i could think about was talking to my dead ghost about a bunch of trivial useless shit that i was destined to face in my future. the student gov at my school was nice enough to give me a grant to print it so hopefully by the end of this month i should have a couple velum printed books and i’m pretty stoked
[clicks on a person’s url to see how they’re doing after being dragged on their own post]
you know how when you go to a concert or show of some sort and the person on stage is like “HOW’S EVERYONE DOING TONIGHT?!?!?!?!” and the audience cheers back? why? you’re not answering the question, you’re just yelling. imagine if we did that in daily conversation. “hey jeff, how are ya?” and jeff just starts screaming and clapping in your face
Recommended at the price, insatiable an appetite. Wanna try?
- english is not their first language: Hello! I'm sorry if my English isn't very good.
- english is their first language: hte fuckign