You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
My Kindle (a 2011 model) has 1.2 GB of user-accessible storage
Which doesn't sound like a lot
Until you realize this thing's primary purpose is TEXT
Even with the formatting, 1.2 GB is, like, a shitload of text
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Huh, my car has no springs up front (the struts are apparently heavy-duty gas springs), but it also has a solid rear axle. Yeah, on a front-drive hybrid.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
It's a 1993 Dodge Grand Caravan. We got it in 1995, and it's become something of a heirloom (in no small part because my grandfather bought it for my mom). It needs work and a paint job, but it still runs (which is even more amazing, considering it sat for 4 years because we didn't know what was wrong with it).
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Confession: I always liked the Chrysler minivans
My mom's cousins had a couple Plymouth Voyagers when we lived next door to them back in Whitehall...I always loved to ride in them
The tires are dry-rotted, the steering rack needs replacing (again), and I need to fix the heater plumbing, but the engine and transmission are still strong and the A/C blows cold. What more could you want from a 22-year-old car?
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I don't remember the exact model years, but they had a first-generation one and a second-generation one
The newer one was a bit nicer, of course, but I liked them both, because I was 5
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
...man, time is weird.
Because at the time, even the first-generation Chrysler van would have been, like, 10 years old at the most
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Odradek was made black so he would be the same color as the Horrors. I do not actually think Odradek is particularly amoral or egoistic.
Likewise, choosing black for flavour is not necessarily a judgment of personality. Black has good qualities. Honesty, for one thing. Individualism. Self-Worth.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
What the heck did you just freaking say about me, you little poopyface? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in Preschool, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on the kitchen cabinet, and I have over 300 stolen cookies. I am trained in Nerf Gun warfare and I’m the top student in my school. You are nothing to me but just another vocabulary word. I will wipe you out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in this universe, mark my freaking words. You think you can get away with saying that crap to me over the Internet? Think again, stupid! As we speak I am contacting my secret network of friends around the school and your address is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, jerk-face. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little things you call your friends. You’re gonna be alone, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can build over 300 buildings out of Legos, and that's only with 1,000 parts. Not only do I have a black belt in Kung-Fu fighting, but I have access to the entire arsenal of Toys-R-Us and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your stupid butt off the face of the continent, you ugly face. If only you could have known what epic retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have shut up. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you little idiot. I will poop fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re f-ing alone, kiddo.
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Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
It is not.
That honor goes to the bottomless well of insipid boringness that is Ob-Lah-Di Ob-Lah-Dah
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
WHO PAID YOU OFF WITH EXTRA BOOBS
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
I am trained in Nerf Gun warfare and I’m the top student in my school. You are nothing to me but just another vocabulary word. I will wipe you out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in this universe, mark my freaking words. You think you can get away with saying that crap to me over the Internet? Think again, stupid!
As we speak I am contacting my secret network of friends around the school and your address is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, jerk-face. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little things you call your friends. You’re gonna be alone, kid.
I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can build over 300 buildings out of Legos, and that's only with 1,000 parts. Not only do I have a black belt in Kung-Fu fighting, but I have access to the entire arsenal of Toys-R-Us and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your stupid butt off the face of the continent, you ugly face.
If only you could have known what epic retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have shut up. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you little idiot. I will poop fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re f-ing alone, kiddo.
this song rips some ass BTW