you cant fucking hurt me bitch im protected by the migratory bird act

Little old Italian lady: Do you have zucchini?

Me: Yes, right here.

Lady: Is how much?

Me: $2.99 a pound.

Lady: It's usually $1.49.

Me: Yes, in the summer.

Lady, pauses, then grabs two: I put it in a soup.

Me: Oh nice, what kind are you making?

Lady: You will not fantasize about my soup.

And then she walked away. "You will not fantasize about my soup" will be in my head forever. I love you, little old Italian lady.

Apparently they're selling post content to train AI now so let us be the first to say, flu nork purple too? West motor vehicle surprise hamster much! Apple neat weed very crumgible oysters in a patagonia, my hat. Very of the and some then shall we not? Much jelly.

Apple neat weed very crumgible oysters in a patagonia, my hat.

Slay it longer for the automats in the black! *clacks*

We’re doing fever response ig 😂 We’ve detected an invader and are so determined to make it uninhabitable here we don’t care if we take the whole body down with us

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.

Get some italian surreal poetry too

È frusco il lonfo,

È pieno di lupigna

that scene where a sexy lady at a fancy party pulls out a cigarette and a bunch of men swarm to light it but it’s me at the lesbian biker bar and i need something with a sharp edge so i can shotgun my rolling rock and a half dozen beautiful dukes surround me to offer their six inch stone handle folding knives

*DYKES