thiefof-trefl

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This is the poison post share it to poison yourself and others

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do-it-again august

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we're gonna build this city on rarepairs and friendship

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i dont know why anyone else misses analog board games, but to me, it's because physical parts let me cheat. there's no moving pieces around when someone isnt looking in a chess app, no sneaking bonus pieces out of the graveyard in checkers, no double drawing cards in go fish.

i spent years developing those skills as a Professional Little Brother. what am i supposed to do now, go back to college? learn how to play games the right way? i mean, who gives a shit? the fun part was never the game, it was the Getting Away With It. or, you know, for the rest of my family, Catching The Bastard. now that was entertainment.

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Tomateyes

watercolor, colored pencil, and digital animation.

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Waiting for the insect to burn down out of its own volition

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disliking your father for personality traits you have yourself but keep firmly repressed

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"I know chatgpt is bad but you just don't really have any choice" you literally do. Don't use it. Have some moral backbone.

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ok we just laughed until our ribs got tired. Now what

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She died right after becoming important to the plot? Well I guess the only way I can honor her memory is by recognising the existence of a bigger threat, warning my nemesis / rival about it and then dying also

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Can I get some love for the easily overlooked but sooo beautiful

Eurasian magpie (lat. pica pica !!!)

lahore pigeons are some of the most visually appealing birds out there. like in terms of visual design. very minimalist, good contrast.

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Kentucky Fried Christ. I hold a chicken by the neck. He died for my sinful gluttony; I tear at him with my dull human teeth and drink his chemical blood, I thank him through mouthfuls of greasy skin for his perfect sacrifice. I kneel at the altar of spices and profits and secrets for eight hours every day, because the customer is all seeing, all knowing, and all loving, and I will be cast into hell for sinful sloth. Finger Licking God. I hold Christ by the neck. I tear at him with my bloodstained beak, and Colonel Sanders gives me a knowing smile. There will be no heaven for children of the Colonel. Thank you for choosing KFC and have a wonderful day!