my fiancé: honey i don’t think this is a good location for a wedding…
me, staring at the abandoned waffle house that was used as a brothel in the 1890s that emits an eerie glow and once had a murder happen inside it and is located precisely 7 miles away from area 51: i think it’s perfect
Do you think the Russian agents were briefed beforehand on what a shithole this website is, or did some poor bastard in Krasnoyarsk get blindsided by their first random anon demanding their opinion on whether or not sexbot yiffing is problematic or empowering
Some sad sack from a troll farm in Smolensk: All right listen up gang. Who can tell me what this means?
*points to a white board with the words ‘big yeet’ written on it, underlined and circled*
lads had a dream last night that i was at the elton john concert and halfway through crocodile rock he switched to a prince medley and real live flesh and blood prince walked out on stage, and into the stunned, hushed silence i said quietly, “i thought you were dead” and he looked straight at me through the crowds of a million people, put his mouth against the mic, and said “do i look like the kind of man who dies” absolute legend
I May or May Not be Steve Rogers 