Good day or whatever and welcome to the post you've been waiting for. Today I've decided to get off my ass and finish a few projects. As someone who rarely gets anything done in this space anymore, this is a huge step for me.
Unfortunately, I don't really feel like writing anything potentially important. For several years almost daily I'd spend several hours working on digital art, then come here and ramble out some nonsense to fill in the gaps.
Plus it always confused pseudointellectuals and those are my favorite people to annoy.
Just one line like that and I can already smell how furious they are. Two lines in and they're throwing their device across room, triggered upon realizing it would be impossible for me to smell that.
By now I'm sure they've exited and ran straight to Discord to tell that group of geniuses how stupid they think I am.
Don't worry. It's all part of my plan.
Now my comment section will be peaceful for a few hours as they're preoccupied with devising an evil plan to get revenge. Most likely that'll involve providing the village idiot with a script then sending him on over to provide a calculated response to the whole ordeal.
He'll be easy to spot now. It'll be the one angry person.
Approach with caution.
There's nothing worse than an angry pseudointellectual with a job to do.
Because I didn't plan anything.
And yes I'm aware this is writing and not talking but when you read, you hear a voice in your head. That voice is talking to you.
I am speaking to you by placing words inside your head, from a distance. I'm able to do this from the other side of the planet. I can even perform this miracle on someone in the same room as me.
This technique comes in handy. Especially when I feel like telling you about my Roratitis.
Not many people have seen Roratitis in nature before. It's 100% possible I'm the only human so far to witness Roratitis in action, but all that will soon change.
First I must warn those with Absurd Sensitivity Syndrome(ASS) to put their safety goggles on. It's 100% possible those suffering from such a debilitating brain disorder could be frightened by Roratitis and become scarred for life.
If you ever catch Roratitis, you'll have a friend for life.
Just ask Yorrowmun:
They're a team.
Inseparable.
Back in 1983 when Yorrowmun caught Roratitis, he wasn't sure what to do. There was no help for people like him. No support groups. Didn't even know what to feed him.
Roratitis almost starved to death.
Then one day Yorrowmun's ex-wife stopped in to pick up beer, smokes, money, the house, and the car. Roratitis caught the scent and pounced on her. Immediately taking her back UFC style as she started complaining about Yorrowmun's friends and how much she hates them again.
Roratitis went straight for the ass and started licking while the neighbors gawked.
Nobody knew what to do.
Eventually Roratitis got through the pants and cleaned her right out as she lay there farting and Yorrowmun giggles.
Apparently Roratitis eats lube.
Only lasts about a week.
Gets a few dirty looks and must change stores quite often. Even got kicked out of one permanently when the nice lady asked him what he uses it for and he said, "It's for my pet."
That's all I have for you today. Nothing serious. I hope you've enjoyed the show and if not, well, enjoy not enjoying it, I guess.
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