What's wrong, darling? You've barely touched your soupsicle.

I work out every single fucking day and what do I have to show for it except these great tits that I had to fucking buy anyway. Having a body is dumb and I'm sick of it. Floating brain time, please and thank you.

I love her so much. I love Fat Bear Week. And queen grazer.

I have a Grazer tshirt. I also have one for Otis, but Grazer is my all-time favorite.

Yknow, August and Everything After would be a perfect fucking album if he just didn’t do that embarrassing YEEEAAAAH at the end of Rain King.

Ayanami on the streets, Ikari on the sheets.

Shoutout to the badass motherfucker who let one rip in the gallery of a very posh museum and then gave zero fucks about it.

I just really need a good hot-garbage television show that is easily streamable with at least three seasons and I haven’t even heard of it before, is that too much to ask?

Patton Oswalt will narrate, obviously.

It is now.