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bearsinfinityyoubastards-blog asked:

Saw your “Fuck Your Entire Life” card and wanted to double check in case I’m being real blind (it happens)—do you have a shop front? Or a patreon et al. to throw you a few bucks? Cause I bought a pack of blank cards from the PubGob (Alleyman Tarot project) and I can make my own if you just make digital and not physical products but it’s your art and I don’t like using things without permission, so.


Imma keep scrolling through but figured I’d ask. Love your stuff dude ♥️

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haven't kept up w/ pokemon but i'm assuming there's a whale type that uses its blowhole to shoot a beam attack of some type, yes? surely?

kiriekonamistan

Wailord and yes, though I don't remember the name of the attack since I don't use Wailord very often. 'Water Sport' isn't an attack, but I think it counts?

I think the attack I'm trying to remember is called 'Water Spout', and the reason I couldn't remember it is because it's so visually similar to the name 'Water Sport'.

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losing my goddamn mind over "Water Sport the pokemon attack"

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i want to go home plaese

‘To Be Or Not To Be’ as a Limerick

The great question before us we see
Between logic and doomed bravery:
Should we suffer cruel fate
Or fight, die, and cut bait?
Try to be, or indeed, not to be?

For our dying and sleeping do seem
Like an end to the callous and mean.
To escape innate pain,
‘Tis a joy to be slain.
But what will it mean if we dream?

Once we’re gone from this low earthly clime
Are we met by abyss or sublime?
Our next path lies unpaved.
There’s the rub, I’m afraid,
And the reason we strive for more time.

But why should you endure all this strife
That’s inherent in living your life?
For the Poor, the Oppressed,
The Forlorn, and Depressed
Could just end it all now with a knife.

When that contrary will to survive
And the Fear of the Unknown arrive,
Then we opt not to go,
For the devil-we-know,
And our cowardice, keeps us alive.

The resolve to commit willfully,
Howe’er steadfast this death-wish may be;
Plans and actions are thwart
When we give second thought.
Hark! Ophelia, please, pray for me.

poetrypoemhamletshakespearelimerickI posted this a while back in a chain of limerick reinterpretations of classic works
inthefallofasparrow
inthefallofasparrow

Fuckin’… I was watching the telly, right… watching… no idea… An advert’s come on for some ‘cheese spread’ thing called ‘The Laughing Cow’. And I thought, ‘That’s funny. Imagine that. A laughing cow… A cow that laughs. Imagine it. Seriously… seriously, D.D… imagine you saw a cow and it laughed. Imagine you were walking down some country road one night, lost… and you stopped to see this cow wander up to the fence next to you… and when it got there, it looked you right in the eyes… and laughed.

Anyway, it gets to the end of the advert and that cow’s face fills the screen. Guess what it does… It laughs. And I just thought, ‘Right, I’m away for a piss.’ So I get up and head for the toilet. I was just ready to walk in, when I thought, ‘Here…D.D… how funny would it be if you opened that door and there was that mad laughing cow like ‘huhuhuhahaheheh’ for no reason science could explain. It’s mad face just pure hovering about like ‘huhuhuhahaheheh’.

I thought, ‘Not funny at all… ‘cause I’d lose the fucking plot. And that’d be me, all joking aside, I think that’d be me for good. That’d be me gone, man. I could try to explain it away. Just say it was a trick of the mind, but that’d be like locking the stable door after the horse is bolted, Because I don’t think you come back from that kind of spectacle. Nobody does.’ I thought, ‘D.D., come on tell ya joke, I mean seriously, what’s the likelihood that you open that door and…Nah

Back into the living room. The toilet can wait …‘cause for now… just isn’t worth it