papasmoke:

papasmoke:

Halloween is the closest to communism America gets, there’s a level of communal care for children, cars are discouraged, slightly better stuff on tv, sexy vampires witches and ghouls everywhere…

approaching the 1 year anniversary of this joke post which made someone so mad that they wrote multiple essays in response all about the inherent evils of communism and communists

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daliablackhair-deactivated20211:

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whispyart:

A little experiment with color ♥

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poggay:

jazzw4ve:

*thunder crackling*

THOU ART LISTENING TO

*fireball explosion*

102.3

*bubbling cauldron*

REAL WIZARDS FM

*shimmering mana crystal*

WHERE WE PLAYETH NOTHING BUT CHANTS, CHANTS, AND MORE CHANTS

*wololo*

THIS ART NOT THINE ELDER MATRIARCH’S STATION

*Imagine Dragons - Radioactive starts playing*

sorry this is so bad i just. needed

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dr-awkkward:

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uberguber89:

probablybadrpgideas:

*Leafing through the Monster Manual* transition goals, transition goals, transition goals….

“Smash… transition goals, transition goals, Smash, transition goals… ooh, that’d make a fun encounter *scribbles notes*…. also smash…”

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eelpatrickharris:

i stroll into the little saltwater store in the city. a border collie comes barreling over and begins nibbling my toes through my open heels. the dude behind the counter introduces himself and asks me if i have any tanks at home or if he needs to set one up for me. i tell him that i have 16 tanks and ask him if he has any personal ones before he can comment on that number. he proceeds to say “yeah, i have a 120 in my office. it has a clam in it.” i cautiously respond “oh, a clam?” and he whips out his phone which already has a livestream up on it. it’s centered on the biggest clam i’ve ever seen, just chillin’ in this tank and taking up half of the available floorspace in a 120 gallon. “that’s my baby,” he says, and points at the unholy bivalve in case i didn’t notice it on my own. there are now two border collies snorfling at my toes while i stare in awe at this dude’s gigantic fucking clam

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