Ahh, so it was talking shit then.

Well, what did your poo tell you?

That song lives rent free in my head.

4’33 - John Cage, such a banger of a song.

Awww man, I’m 2 years away from a bracket change… My knees hurt more now.

A nice old style pub, preferably with a horseshoe shaped bar. Just something peaceful for me about a nice old style pub.

Fat cat!

My mum recorded this and would play it when she wanted me to goto bed early.

For me that meant that dinner was half an hour away. That tune always makes me hungry now.

Where won’t that man hide?

Nah this was 100% on me being an idiot, it’s a good joke, I’m just a dumbass.

It took an embarrassingly long time for me to get this…

It’s OK, you’re not alone in that fear.

Top cupboard, second draw from the left, behind the duct tape.

There was the old bar fly at the pub I drank at when I was an alcoholic, he was a Vietnam war vet that was one of the people that got sprayed with agent orange, he got lucky that he didn’t have any real health issues and his kids were fine, he would just tell me stories about his life and the many jobs he had, was just a cool old dude who was enjoying his final years. Every time I hear the song the Gambler I get reminded of him. RIP Shorty, you little old nutjob.

tiny boys of info.

Here, take this little dude, he’ll fill you in.

Yeah I’m straight up dying from a heart attack if I woke up and saw that.

Its pretty metal tho.

On Voyager there’s a filters and blocks page where you can add whatever filters you want.

That I was as socially confident as other people seem to be, I don’t care if it’s all a facade, I want to be able to use the facade.