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Lex’s priorities are straight, actually
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First part inspired by a very specific fanfic............................
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*me when my failed clone that came out half the size of me and aged 10x as quickly due to a miscalculation of the biomass needed and numerous genetic errors escapes my basement lab during a romantic dinner and my date sees it and asks what the fuck that thing is* "oh, little old me?"
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*gets different kinds of pseudoscience confused* you only use 10% of your brain until you're 25
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"he would not fucking say that" but you ever be looking at fanart and suddenly its "he would not fucking have abs"
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when you like a zero note post you're taking its virginity. pervert.
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Wheeljack attempts cooking for his human friends. It goes about as well as you might expect.
Half of them don’t even know what banana bread is but they’re always down to roast Wheeljack
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Hold on. I’m. Ambulon died with flaky paint. He never had the time nor care to really fully prime it right to make it stick.

In almost every panel, it’s flaky. When he died, it was flaky.

But his corpse has perfect paint.
First Aid took the time to repaint him. And he used the primer. He finally got Ambulon to sit down and use the stupid primer for his paint job and all it took was for Ambulon to be Dead.

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