dec 10 in idea barrages

Make your mind up, Maybelline. Yes or no. This internal debate has to end with a decision, Maybelline. You can’t live like this, you’re reached a point of branching and you just have to pick a side. Yes or no, one or the other, now and forever. No more maybes, Maybelline.

If the shadow creature at the edge of your vision, just as you’re falling asleep, if he yells “I GOT HER NUMBAH, HOW BOUT THOSE APPLES?” don’t worry, that’s just your sleep paralysis damon.

A really really really really low-magic Dark Ages European RPG called “Horses & Hovels”.

“But my tongue.” “What?” “My tongue, wouldn’t it immediately rip through the bread and disintegrate it?” “What in the hells of your ancestors are you talking about?” “You said you were gonna make me french toast and, like, I’m up for anything but it sounds messy.”

Having a blackbird as your eldritch familiar is great but if you rely on it too much, it can lead to an unhealthy crowdependency.

Why say “titty fuck” when you can say “gland slam”?

Before the socials, you could change who you are by moving somewhere else! Now we’re culturally locked in to whatever phase we were in the moment we started socials & no matter how you try to escape it, everyone you ever knew pushes you back in! It’s a kind of hell!

Your first ejaculation is a real seminal moment.