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when i was younger i had a really bad fear of danny devito when i was going to sleep so my older brother gave me a watch that he set to like 8 hours ahead so that it was always daytime on the watch when i was asleep and he told me it would confuse danny devito and he would think it was daytime and get scared of the sun and leave me alon
the "sorry my follower added that comment to your post" cake is arguably the rawest and most brutal reaction image on this site. like that's your follower. they followed you one day because they liked your posts. you're not even mutuals, they're your follower, you're their shepherd, you might as well be jesus to them. and then they embarrass you by posting cringe, so you grab them by their little pencil neck until their eyes bug out of their skull and parade them, tarred and feathered, through the town square, then drop their sad shitty body on OP's doorstep and paternalistically apologize on their behalf. all for the love of clout. every time i see that cake i get the impression that I've just witnessed a public execution for the crime of drawing a countryhumans gijinka of the country russia as an anime boy with his midriff coyly exposed, and the person dropping the blade on the guillotine is the accused's own dry-eyed father. It's riveting. I hope that image never goes away.
my dealer: got some straight gas. this strain is called “daylight savings time” youll be zonked out of your gourd
Me: yeah whatever. i dont feel shit.
1 hour and 5 minutes later: dude I swear it’s only been 5 minutes
my friend the oven, pacing: the smart devices are lying to us