December 2011
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Stay until Wednesday, And write me a child-like letter, pretending. At war here in Thursday. Let’s make this our last day at home by the fence.
I’ll leave at night while the motor’s running We’ll smoke a joint just before I’m going I’ll say goodbye to all of you To everything that i ever knew.
“Be still, Mouse. You can change your pants in a moment.”
– Thane Krios - Mass Effect 2 (via theforestofvarricschest)
The Lusty Argonian Maid: Act VII, Scene II
Lifts-Her-Tail: My goodness, that's quite a loaf! But how ever shall it fit my oven?
Crantius Colto: This loaf isn't ready for baking, my sweet. It has yet to rise.
Lifts-Her-Tail: If only we could hurry that along. How would I accomplish such a task?
Crantius Colto: Oh, my foolish little Argonian maid, you must use your hands.
Lifts-Her-Tail: You wish me to knead the loaf? Here?
Crantius Colto: Of course.
Lifts-Her-Tail: But what if the mistress catches me? Your loaf was meant to satisfy her appetite.
Crantius Colto: Don't fret, my delicate flower. I'll satisfy the mistress' cravings later.
Lifts-Her-Tail: Very well, but I'm afraid my oven isn't hot enough. It could take hours!
Crantius Colto: Plenty of time, my sweet. Plenty of time.
I miss the 90s
Back when everything was optimistic, and not all gritty and hardcore and dystopian.
Also, skatepunk.
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