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So plastic is made from oil, right? And oil is made from Dinosaurs. So we’re just surrounded by Dinosaurs. Even micro-Dino’s.
Is this their revenge?
So plastic is made from oil, right? And oil is made from Dinosaurs. So we’re just surrounded by Dinosaurs. Even micro-Dino’s.
Is this their revenge?
TWO white cats?! My God the fur… the shedding…
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Is she sat on someones face?
Good dog!
Good dog!
Good dog!
Good dog!
Good dog!
Is that… a smokers pipe in a holster?
Thank you!
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It can also do laundry
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Another male power fantasy where one man solves all the worlds problems using only violence and everyone around him is amazed.
Oh! And its ok when he does it because he was trained by a super cool secret agent program you guys don’t know about they’re in another school.
So from what I’ve experianced - everyone wants to bang.
I initially kept Sam Coe around because he’s handy with a gun and I was waiting to meet Andreja. But I swear the entire time he was giving me the fuck me eyes and I’m like no dude thats not cool lets just be friends and then I go to Barret later and he’s like “Oh I’m so lonely” and I’m like then start a dating profile I am not an option and then Sarahs like “Hey BTW I’m single but I have these issues” and I’m like NON OF THIS IS APPROPRIATE FOR THE WORK PLACE.
Oh this is easy to prove. See life is disapointing. If it were all made up by my brain I’d have all the sex and never be rejected and the bank account would have a lot more zeros in it printed in black.
Also I have no impuse control, theres not a reality where my brain would invent pizza and not let me eat it 24/7.