Thought This Was About Boats, And Now I Need To Go Lie Down.

So far today at work I've had to:

Clean blood off of a door,

Manage three entrances by myself, all very far apart,

Learn how to turn off the handicap lock,

Let two groups into the building at the same time, from opposite doors,

And catch like, 30 seels in Pokémon Go.

I got here two hours ago.

Beyond Birthday's not even a fuckin' name. No I will not take criticism on this post.

[picking at my scabs] heehee hoohoo texture be gone. surely there will be no repercussions

I just got a job at McDonald's. When do I get to meet the clown?

You ever think about ancient inventions that may no longer actively be used, but which were so geniously designed that technically speaking, they still work?

Consider that old historical monk haircut. The tonsure looks like that on purpose, to keep them humble and away from temptations of sin. And it still works exactly as intended. Do you guys have any idea how much gay porn there would be of medieval monastery dudes knowing each other biblically if their haircuts were not so unfathomably unsexy.

I just heard the most anguished cry of "noooooooo!" From a kid in the bathroom at my work. Should I be afraid?

Spicy chibb

monster energy

hahahaha hoo *takes a beaker full of glowy green laboratory juice and drinks its contents* aw haha *becomes an evil and fucked up monster* hahaha

I don't CARE what genre your fictional world is, put a talking skeleton in it NOW

AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!! I was AT WORK!!! And this lady KNOCKED ON THE DOOR!!! But I DIDN'T HEAR HER!!! Because I was TOO BUSY!!! DRAWING!!! HABIT TITTIES!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!