and if it includes playing a dead game I don't wanna hear it
breaking up an intense game of Find That Smell in my living room, I think I have a lead on a stray piece of cat poop
or that may be the pajama pants in the corner
I want to but then I'll be stuck awake wondering what the hell it was, then the shit creeps into your dreams and all of a sudden it's 1992 and you're on the set of Where In the World Is Carmen Catpoopego in your underwear and well fuck it's downhill from there
It's 9:35am. I am going to bed.
That's more like it.
Get the fuck off callisto, I mentioned him like 2-3 days ago before you meatriders thought to call his name.
ok I'm going to bed, I'll probably be back in the morning at like 2pm
yep still not clear
I should probably go to bed too
you know I just looked at that picture of the cat in the eyes for about 10 seconds, that shit started freaking me the hell out
I wonder what would have happened if I was high
blarg's cat would probably start spouting off fucking curses and bullshit and I'd end up waking up in some foreign country in the middle of a civil war and get shot
orrrr I'd wake up playing Tales of Legendia, that'd be nearly as bad, rly
Fkin nerds.