I have the urge to shout "TIIIIIIIIIIIN ROOF! Rusted." every single time, lol.
I'm rapidly approaching 60, and I'm pretty sure the whole "adulting" thing is just a bunch of imposters gaslighting each other.
Art available. Figured I'd include some temp text to set the mood. You can put your band logo there or something.
Do you think my bosses will be too awfully upset if I run off all my customers by playing 90's industrial loudly? Asking for a me.
(Typo police, arrest this chick)
🎶 Yes, you know my favorite number It comes riiiight befoooore te-een NINE! 🎵
A priest, a pastor, and a rabbit walk into a bar. Bartender asks the rabbit, "What are you doin'with these two guys??" Rabbit says, "I don't know. I think I'm a typo." *rimshot*
At least I keep myself amused.
See Also: Called someone a "ballsack" in my head earlier then died laughing when my brain appended "low-hanging, fragile, and not well-planned?" *snort*