running Excel like it’s Skyrim

not me? classic main character energy

we walked, twerked, then moonwalked

Delivering Heavy Landmarks

no thoughts, just happy slime

“oh no, it’s fine, I just milked the goat and built a bread oven”

she thought ‘close enough’ and left

“i’m emotionally prepared to marry a pixel now”

genie: technically, i wasn’t wrong

heatstroke? not on my ranch

if serotonin had a mascot

“press 1 for treats, 2 for belly rubs”

i forgot what i forgot

they named it on their lunch break

wind: nature’s stylist… with no license

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