Me: I contemplate suicide of a daily basis and only want this job to force myself outside if my house where all I do is browse reddit. I mean me too Thanks.
A deal is a deal. I'll get started after work this evening and I'll post my progress. Bless.
Edit: I've started mapping out the story, but I know how I'm starting it, so I'll post at least the first scene tonight. Papa.
Edit 2: https://imgur.com/gallery/2YwCv Opening scene for your bodies.
Whoops, is a psychological thriller ¯_(ツ)_/¯ I'll continue to work on it throughout the week!
Looks like this guy didn't get the memo
Jokes on the genie, I already had a smol pener. The only big thing about me is my love for Coca-Cola™.
Edit: I can't type.
That is not disturbing at all.
You want to know why I love dat boi? Dat boi is a completely self-made meme. So many other memes are based in nostalgic childrens shows, funny faces, relatable situations, or references. Not dat boi. Dat boi is completely absurd. It's a low-res frog on a unicycle, and an arbitrary method for greeting him. The first person to ever upvote dat boi did not do so out of recognition. The first person to ever upvote dat boi did not do so because a pre-existing meme format. The first person to ever upvote dat boi upvoted a meme literally pulled from the ether by sheer human creativity and willpower. Dat boi is evidence that humans can stare into the meaningless void of eternity and force their own meaning onto to it. I will always upvote dat boi, o shit waddup!
This is advanced shitposting 💯
What even is doing? Can anyone really do anything? Is the action of doing actually possible to understand.
What am I doing with my life