SlappyKincaid

I like the regular mochis, the non ice cream ones. I guess you could call them a candy, or a confection, I suppose. I like the taro ones because I'm weird.

Russian dogs would say "cyka blark! Cheeki barki!"

Yeah, I met a couple that had a dog who was in training to be a police dog but for some reason didn't make the cut, I think he was too friendly, but he was trained in Czech, so they had to learn a bunch of Czech words when then adopted him.

wearing their berets and smoking cigarettes with those long tube things, chasing mopeds and stealing baguettes

come on.... what if they did?

Spanish dogs "Estoy barkando! Dice arf!"

BORING next you're gonna tell me French bulldogs don't say "je sui wouffe"

olde english is closer to german and norweigan than anything else

"oy, love, woof" "I daresay woof, old bean" or for the olde english dogs, "wuuf wuuf bjark bjark" ...I wonder if I have brain damage...

...while in the shower?

The supermarket near me had a sale on various nutmilks, I bought a cashew/almond blend, one regular and one chocolate. Not too bad, honestly. I wouldn't put it in coffee but it might work on cereal, and I could just drink it without getting the farts. Also, "lol nutmilk"

The wet dog smell ain't the weed this time

the names of weeds was always lost on me. Probably because I never made a habit of it, or ever bought it myself, it seems like it's just random words thrown together. That was the first thing I thought of, though.

That's a lot of strawberries and grapes

I did a shit job of it, problem solved. ABORT THREAD

Cat hair and dandruff, mostly. I don't usually jizz all over the mouse. Usually.

I already took it apart and cleaned it, unless I did a shit job of it, it was working fine and now doesn't want to wheel at all. Guess I should take it apart again and clean it again. I'm minorly inconvenienced by this if I have to get a new mouse because the wheel decided to die. FIRST WORLD PROBLEMS

I actually talked to one of the freshman slaves they get to call alums to try and get money from them, and I even told her how at the time I had no job and no money despite my degree. She didn't quite know what to make of it, but I don't get phone calls anymore. I do still get shit in the mail, but that's easier to ignore.

You worry your desire to do kind deeds is a burden, or that people see it as a way to take advantage. But from a paranoia perspective, how do you know the tortoise wasn't in on it?

...who's marketing drugs to "god"? Or is he talking to himself? And if taking drugs is fine for mr. lord there to do, huffing humans and smoking an entire pack of children, why is it a sin to smoke meth all day and masturbate for 16 hours? Hypocrisy is what it is, mmhmm.

It was like eating cardboard. I've had actual unripe plantains that were better than these "supposedly" ripe and "delicious" ones. I suppose food is food, but it was a miserable breakfast.

Eaten out is better than being chewed out, I suppose.