my mom, discussing furries with me: but I don’t get all the cats and dogs, why wouldn’t you want to be a sexy animal? like a kangaroo
me: mama what the hell does that mean
my mom: so muscular
a customer returned a drink because a fly flew into it and said: “one of your flies flew into my drink” and my coworker was so confused that they just said: “…my fly?”
My trauma response of choice is also a thousand bees. Go my bees 🐝
commission for @/ronwafour on bsky! some puppies really gotta watch where they leave their bones... 😵🦴💥
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