my canon is a crayon

unexpected back-hug

no hair, all air

losing ctrl

poop kart deluxe

please step out of the garden, sir

synchronized panicking

that’s one police report i didn’t expect

dropamine

he wrote a hug in book form

complaining is timeless

things are getting out of handwich

check out before we check on you

don’t worry, bro, trust me

runs on nostalgia and ibuprofen

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