Ask away, old chum.


Straights be like: What are you?
Me: Octopus.
Straights: No, I mean, are you a b-
Me: Octopus.
Straights: No! Boy or-
Me: Octopus.
Me: I am an octopus.

Today has just been one trigger after another. I’ve only been awake for three hours. And I just remembered that I forgot to take my meds this morning. If I don’t have a breakdown after work or Russian, I’ll be surprised.

Boozecubes are my new fave thing.

Why yes, thank you, I would appreciate more boozecubes in my fruit punch. Tally-ho, dear friends! Marx and Engles, eugenics, and boozecubes Monday has commenced!

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