How I feel when someone blocks me.
@runswindows95
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How I feel when someone blocks me.
All I want is to burn a dozen logs of maple wood in the fireplace while looking at the darkness outside
The Moon is up there all the time you know.
I wonder if the souls of the different dead trees used to build my house talk to each other?
This made me spit take what I threw up in my mouth ππ Congratulations @kaiserbillhelm.bsky.social from @los-los.bsky.social
If I had Wanda's powers and could rewrite reality, I'd probably just do something silly like interchange the colors red and green. That and destroy the world, of course.
maybe tomorrow iβll have that banger i can get rich off selling merch
This comic depicts a darkly humorous scenario where a person is trapped in simulation and discovers a warning about silica gel packets, leading to a dramatic reaction. The panels show horrified expressions, the swallowing of the packet, and the eventual reveal of escaping into the "real world." Panel 1: A close-up of a hand holding a white silica gel packet. A speech bubble above the packet reads: "THOSE SILICA GEL INDUSTRY BIG SHOTS CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TΞ DO!" Panel 2: A man is holding the silica gel packet to his mouth, looking horrified and wide-eyed. The man is mid-bite. Another speech bubble above him reads: "CONGRATULATIONS, YOU'VE ESCAPED THE SIMULATION." Panel 3: A man (with a crown-like headpiece) is reacting with extreme shock and wide-eyed expression, looking at someone else. A speech bubble reads: "WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD." The background shows two other people observing him.
@beckybunzy.bsky.social πππ
She's not gassy today.
My meds love blocking me...
More like Pepto...
I hope not. I'm sore from the tacos.
I could go deeper...
"Like a Hearse, I also enjoy a stiff one in my rear."
My kink was eight hours of uninterrupted sleep.
If they are zombies, it ain't becoming erotica.
They are complaining that my ass stinks.
The first rule of Bluesky must be βtake all skeets and turn them politicalβ
What does it mean if your farts open a portal to Hell?
Started rubbing my tired eyes and then realized I still have eyeliner on and it instantly placed me into a crackwhore acting role
If I ever play pickle ball, it just means that I canβt get an erection anymore.
Plus side: smooths out the hemorrhoids.
Hopefully they're rich and well hung.
Nope. Dead.
I'm annoying as a sandpaper thong...
Whew, I'm in a good mood so I'm more annoying. π
All my endings are the same: everyone dies.
I even clean the Windows...