1992

I literally fell to my knees laughing at this and i dont know why

I actually like how after every episode of tmagp some tma-listeners analyse statements like sommelier when he talks about some rich wine like hmmm this one is clearly the lonely with a slight hint of the stranger and maybe notes of the spiral and I think I can sense some desolation in here

Felt so hard

Also hello birdo, fancy seeing you here from the small fandom we share

Being in a small fandom is so insane in such a cool way. It’s like living in a small town in the sense that you’ve seen already everybody at least once before. Like. Someone I recognised from ao3 liked one of my posts before and it was such an “omg!! I know that one!!” moment. And that’s just one example. How many others are there.

finding enough plastic in human brains to make a spoon is certainly a shocking headline but I just don't have it in me to be shocked anymore. not only can I see the evidence of spoon brain all around me I can literally feel it in myself

Retribution

Also it should be a middle school math textbook. Those things weigh like ten pounds for absolutely no reason

If Gerry had killed jurgen leitner he should've beaten him to death with a random hardcover book.

The thing neurotypicals tend not to understand about the ADHD brain is that it really only has two gears

I turn to the chalkboard and carefully write out

WORKIN' HARD

HARDLY WORKIN'

Triangle man, triangle man, triangle man hates rhombus man, they have a fight, triangle wins, triangle man

What if there was a war between triangles and rhombuses who would win (they are allowed to use guns btw)

There is an infinite supply of triangles and infinite demand for rhombi and we can't stop them from taking as many guns as they want.

One time i left a persimmon in a bag for two months and only discovered it when my hand went through it. Very very unpleasant. Since then i have referred to the entire debacle as The Corruption Incident. I think the phenomenon as a whole can be described as a cross between Corruption and Dark. “There’s a thing there and it’s probably super gross but i really don’t want to know about or interact with it”

I think there needs to be a 15th fear added to the list and it's called "Uh Oh" and its the fear that There Is Something At The Back Of The Fridge And You're Too Scared To Touch It and See What It Is Or How Gross It May Be

Lobsterphone

MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE?

LOBSTERPHONE. That is all.

I don’t think adding nonbinary to Victorian’s gender system would’ve fixed their weird sexism. If anything I think it would’ve made them weirder and sexismier

I wonder if Michael Shelley got a grave. I don't think Gertrude would have made one; she's not sentimental enough for it. If you make graves for people you lose, you might think too hard about sacrificing them. If he had living family, they probably would have been at least a little estranged by virtue of how much time he spent at this job that, frankly, would make him sound like a lunatic to most people. I also doubt Gertrude would report his death in any official way. He would just disappear, never to be heard from again. Anyone else might not know he was gone for months.

The other assistants... they would know he was gone. Some silent acknowledgment that he wouldn't come back and shouldn't be spoken about. Maybe one of them would give him a grave, maybe. Or maybe not; after all, burials generally involve digging in the dirt, and they all knew about the Coffin by then. Who would want to tempt fate that way, and all for one dead man that cared too much?

No, his only grave is a labyrinth of doors. And even that twisted, painful testament to who he was and what he did, is taken from him when Helen usurps him.