So I go upstairs expecting a warm welcome from my family, as I do everyday, but today was different. Something fishy was going on and I was determined to find out what it was. Then suddenly I realize….oh my fucking god Ben, Henry, and Jerry are missing….where could they have fucking gone? They’re God damn fish for Christ sake what did they escape like finding Nemo? I checked the filters and everything, even under the fucking replica squidwards house….wait….the triplets Larry, moe, and curly share the tank with them……dear lord fish cannabalism
fuck regular q-tips i need some masculinity-tips
what… do you build.. with a qtip…
Magpie birds mourn the passing of their loved ones through rituals similar to funerals. Some have been viewed laying ‘wreaths’ of grass alongside roadside corpses.