marsoid-the-loserrrrr
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 3 months ago
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partners
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 3 months ago
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I bring it to you: The Puppet Boy!
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 3 months ago
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Stobotnik week | Day 1: Entertainment
Guys is it weird to create tamagotchi version of your assistant?
Song : Gallery Piece - of Montreal
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 3 months ago
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Yet another movie robotnik redraw
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 3 months ago
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give him a break
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 3 months ago
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 3 months ago
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Bread clip animals
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 6 months ago
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I CRY EVERY DAMN TIME
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 7 months ago
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 8 months ago
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i was supposed to go to bed an hour ago dont tell my mom
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 8 months ago
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 8 months ago
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 10 months ago
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 10 months ago
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 11 months ago
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god forbid 5000 year old girls do anything
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 1 year ago
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marsoid-the-loserrrrr · 1 year ago
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The other day I answered the door to my postman. I was signing for stuff, like you do, when my kid came downstairs with only his underwear and a t-shirt on.
Now, the postman couldn’t see him from the front door, and I scribbled my signature and said, to my son, “You need to put some trousers on.”
My postman, very slowly, looked down at his trouser-clad legs with a mixture of confusion and horror, and then looked back up at me.
When I explained I was talking to my little boy out of his line of sight, he gave a very solemn nod and said: “I thought I’d put trousers on this morning, but suddenly when you said that, I really wasn’t sure.” 
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