i do my best
forgotten to any man, to any time, forgotten to any god or devil, forgotten even to the sea, for any stuff for part of Elon, even any scantling of your soul is Elon no more, but is now itself the sea!
a bulging bladder no more, but a blasted bloody film now and nothing for the harpies and the souls of dead sailors to peck and claw and feed upon only to be lapped up and swallowed by the infinite waters of the Dread Emperor himself --
only when he, crowned in cockle shells with slitherin’ tentacle tail and steaming beard take up his fell be-finned arm, his coral-tine trident screeches banshee-like in the tempest and plunges right through yer gullet, bursting ye --
their veggie crunchwrap is pretty good too
it's a joyous thing
it's an all encompassing food. the perfect analogy
this is the first time in months i've felt like a user experience is beneficial and isnt trying to kill me
you too could be a cool kid