


got kicked off the range for trying to rate the different guns by mouth feel


“sorry for party rocking” I don’t think you are. I think you’re sorry you got caught




ladies ladies plase; i have no redeemable qualities


i could smell your boytoy coming from down the road. Wretched little rotted morsel of a thing, may he fall to time and become carrion




[me, fumbling a social interaction] oh lovely. another haunting addition to the collection


When people get upset at musicians for doing coke like that isn’t literally what they’re supposed to be doing


brain: slartibartfast
me: huh?
brain: that was a dude from Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, remember?
me: yeah, what about it?
brain: yeah


/wizard


