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August 14 - October 1, 2025
How dare you throw yourself in his line of sight, you worthless piece of shit?
“They say the sincerest form of flattery is when someone copies you.” Donut scoffed. “No, Carl. That’s just something thieves say to make themselves feel better about stealing other people’s stuff. The sincerest form of flattery is when people cry when they meet you.”
Nothing ever good comes from talking politics, especially when neither of us know what the hell we’re talking about it.”
WHO WANTS TO LISTEN TO A FAKE CAT RECITE STUPID CHURCH POETRY ALL DAY?
I don’t think I could handle Train to Busan zombies. Night of the Living Dead ones aren’t so bad as long as you don’t get caught in a swarm.
“It’s in the past,” I finally said. “I don’t want to be defined by things I have no control over.”
Patches, when applied improperly, never hold for long.
“Princess. Stop. It’s not what it looks like.” “Well, it looks like you were dragged face first through the makeup aisle at the dollar store,” she said.
Men, if you must die with your boots on, die for your families, your homes, your country, but do not longer consent to die, like rats in a trap, for those who have no more interest in you than in the pick you dig with.
- John Siney
How can you win a deliberately unfair game when the rules are written by your opponent? The answer is you can’t. You will never win. Not as long as you follow their arbitrary guidelines.
How can you look at yourself if you don’t do everything you can?
Mordecai: We all deal with this stuff in different ways. This is how she’s doing it. It’s not right. It’s not healthy. But it’s what she did, and it’s done. She needs help, and she needs your understanding.
It was just a happy little accident, as that afro guy says.
New Achievement! Prepare for Trouble! ...And make it double!
we’re coming to you live from Earth orbit. We are trapped, and we still have to do our jobs even though everything has gone to shit!”
That’s when I realized who you are. Don’t you understand? You’re more than just a person. If we lose you, we lose everything. You’re a symbol. You’re the embodiment of our hope. You and that fucking, annoying cat that everyone seems to like for some reason.
It was an overpowering sense of futility that I hadn’t even realized was there. This was in addition to the hopelessness that permeated everything. Our humanity was slowly, slowly being siphoned away. With each passing challenge, each new death, each new twist we were becoming less of who we were.
