shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

That sounds like fun science!

Jimsonweed fuuuucked me up though. My ex- not the most recent one- came home and found me playing chess with the shampoo bottles on the bathroom tile. I'd burned a hole in the carpet passing a joint to people who weren't there. Wood grain still went swimmy in the corner of my eyes, never went away until I went demon. It was a ride.

I always wanted a poison garden, old-school style. Maybe have a few of the fun, less deadly poisons in there too. Unfortunately I've always been a city girl.

-she tilts her head at @Marcus Holloway-

I like you much better than the other one. -leans forward and kisses his cheek-

 

Yeah? Uh-- Thanks. I assume you're talking about the suit fucker? Yeah. He's a dick.

 

so youre married to a five year old?

also a little apped-stray for ash-cay, if you get what im saying.

 

That's the one. Fun to tease, not so fun otherwise.

 

"He sure is!"

"No, you jackrod. Kits bite because they're scared or they have no impulse control. I bite when people give me a reason to."

Lissa glares at him. "Seriously, don't fuck with us. We've been in a lot of scenes and we recognise selfish and entitled. We've run into people who think I'm a sub because I'm not trying to do kink and I'm riding a whole lot of dick. We've run into the weebs who want to speak broken Japanese to me and dress me up like a goddamn maid because of my ears. You objectify the shit out of everyone. I am a person. I am not a 'furry' or a 'trophy' or 'somebody's wife' or a public fixture. You strike me as the kind of guy who thinks that if I'm playing with three or four other people he could just join in. You strike me as the kind of guy who would interpret being too far into the zone to register that you've been asked something as silent consent. I don't trust you. The way you talk about people really does bother me."

 

has it ever occurred to you that you might not be so utterly broke if you stopped treating life like a joyride.

gets it from his mother. wanted internationally for drug and human trafficking.

 

fixed it for you.

has it ever occurred to YOU that i might no be so utterly broke if you didnt MAKE me utterly broke?

 

"Racist? Is that because I don't like weeaboos? They're not a race, you jackrod, they're weeaboos, it's a personal problem! Or have you not noticed that you're a lot closer to failing the paper bag test than I am?"

 

"And yet you picked her! I wouldn't talk so much shit about him because from where I'm sitting it looks like the fruit don't fall too far from the tree."

 

uh, are you bragging about being lighter? because that IS pretty racist, yeah.

 

and thats why god created the divorce.

 

I THROW A BONE AT U AND TRAP U IN THE SHED AND REDUCE YOUR HP TO ONE DO NOT GET ANY ACTION WITH TORIEL SHE IS MY BROTHER SANS' GIRLFRIEND

 

"No, you fuckhead, I'm darker than you!" Lissa sputters. "I'm sorry, is there something wrong with your eyes?"

 

well, YOURE the one who told me i was closer to failing the paper bag test, which is double racist because im not even black.

 

o_o
._.

 

"I'm sorry, hotass," Lissa says. "I just don't like the way he talks to Ford or to me. And I'm no goddamn racist." She plants a kiss on the nose of Wrench's mask.

"I don't think I will have a poison garden until I either have more kits and they grow up or I accept the fact that I'm not going to have more kits." Lissa shrugs. "Datura is so pretty though."

 

someone explain to me how bragging about how someone elses skintone is darker...er than a paper bag than yours is is NOT racist.

 

No, yeah, sure I get that.
@_@

I have basically no horse in the race here.
(._(.

I HAVE NO HORSE IN THIS RACE.
;_;

 

I think you two have completely opposite definitions for "failing the paper bag test."

 

so you agree with me, right? right. he agrees with me.