Lynxxloaf

hello male writer. before you is a typewriter. you have one day to write a novella with a woman as the protagonist without describing her breasts. the timer begins now

Her ass was like a peach, and brother I’m in her pit.

well. that one’s on me

Me and the lads on our way to become bog bodies

The father had promised his daughter he would dance at her wedding.

summer looks

i would like to reside in a mossy log with some frogs

“pokemon is running out of ideas”

geodude was a rock with arms

no, he also had eyes, and a mouth, and a strong brow, and a great personality

90’s babies how are you not???traumatized?!???

we are

me want Honeycomb

its time for the tantrum hole

Azigen !

Me: What good herding dogs! 

Camera: *pans over past the hula hoop*

Me: A TWIST I DID NOT EXPECT

This was BY FAR the best thing I’ve seen today.

(Source)

watch it until the end IT WILL NOT DISAPPOINT

Adopt him