stop it! he’s already dead!

i… i just… you win, okay? lmao

but i want my pudding!

and i’d say, ‘daddy, what’d you leave behind for me?’

and i replied, ‘mother do you think they’ll put me in the firing line?’

mom always said it would stick that way if i kept listening to pink floyd and weird al…

you sure?

i didn’t take any offense, i was just making an old-man-shakes-fist-at-cloud complaint into the void.

your last sentence really hit home. it would probably feel great to give in, shove a pencil in my nose, and proudly don a red hat.

meh. i guess it doesn’t really matter what it sounds like on the outside. i mentioned the church in good faith, but that’s apparently now a lost thing. it sucks, because he was a great friend and mentor and i don’t think kids now will ever get the chance to have that. everyone’s a creep and a groomer now.

the 90s were a different time, and he was a friend from church. nothing creepy - he was a mentor, not a creep. he was the guy who told you not to drink all those wine coolers. i did anyways, and i got a horrible stomach ache and spent the night in the fetal position. he was wise.

oh come on, you’re an old man, you know kids can be cruel :P

why do i feel like your name is brian? maybe that’s just a bit of my childhood peeking through. we had this one friend in my group when we were teenagers that was 28. he was awesome, and he fully embraced the cringe. drove a 90s chevy f150. chopped it, threw a camper on the bed, and painted it krusty cough syrup purple. had a bunch of subwoofers and drove around banging master p and metallica. got a full-color tattoo of Taz. miss that brian.

me IRL :(

BOOM! what’s that? just some asshole in the internet :P

hey, fuck you!

i know i’m breaking the rules, but i’m really proud of the dude that just got some certifications.

i was gonna say the same thing. also google “STEM discover boxes”. talk about things i wish i had when i was a kid