Damn....

Oooooo I like. 

May all the toilets seats she uses be freezing.

May her bread always be stale.

Same, and same here. Only an entitled asshole to do something like this.

People will not appreciate how positively savage this is.

This should become the new "may the ticks and fleas of a thousand ticks and fleas infest your pubic hair" 

As someone who is immunocompromised, may I just say: I hope she gets an infected ingrown taint hair that doesn’t heal right for at least a month. 

All those unfortunate richies... it’s like Prospero’s masque all over again. They couldn’t even hide from the plague in their fancy French restaurant.

Fun fact: I am The walrus is a song about a corrupt London police officer who used to plant drugs on all the rock and rollers in the sixties so he could get convictions. He was known for his mustache, hence the name.

John Bolton, aka War Mustache

Read Luis Urrea and the other authors who Cummins credits with “inspiring” her.

Read The Book of Unknown Americans instead. Incredible.

Oh dang, idk what I’m thinking of then where a figure was stuck in a rock wall like that. I’ve never played that RE

“You finally arrived, but our records don’t show from where.”

That was a moment in video games I wasn’t ready for. When I walked out of the town I was like, wait I can go anywhere. Wtf. Then I got that jumping spell and had no idea what was going on haha. I think I was playing it was 128 or 256 mb of ram too and loading and crashing was brutal. Still an amazing game though. I…

Fuck that game.

And not because I wanted too

Probably the opening section of Elder Scrolls III Morrowind. Getting off the boat and exploring Seyda Need. Goddamn I love Morrowind. 

I can hear the level’s music in my head. It wants to come out.