7, all my life and caught endless grief because of it.

is this “bluesky sickness” connected in any way to blue waffles?

i keep hearing “we don’t have an iguana, but i could Nair a squirrel for you” in my head and chortle every time. thank you Letterkenny

it seems jolly old St Nick decided to stuff my gmail chute with a Bluesky invite this xmas. who says there’s no Santa?