’Twas Tumblr, and the slithy memes Did bode and call out on the dash: Fucken WIMDY were the shitpost streams, And of things was the trash.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The eeb that deebs, the blorb that plinks! Beware of Shittos Glup, and shun Bendlebick Cumperdincks!”
He took his discourse sword in hand; Long time the chungus foe he sought— So rested he in the ball pit (free!) And sat awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish (derogatory) thought he sat, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came GIFfling through the old group chat, And hurgled as it came!
UWU! UWU! And through and through The discourse blade went “Um, actually, the Jabberwock is coded as friendly because ‘eyes of flame’ means red and orange, and those are warm and inviting colors according to 'color theory’, which I guess you haven’t heard of and don’t understand.” He left it dead, and with its head He man car door hook hand.
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boi! O #frabjousday! Sounds fake but okay!” He reblogged in his joy.
’Twas Tumblr, and the slithy memes Did bode and call out on the dash: Fucken WIMDY were the shitpost streams, And all of us were trash.
Kind of hard to believe there was once a time where a legitimate genre of post was “my mom says if this gets 2k notes she’ll buy me a doughnut” and everyone would just. go ham
I vote we revive this shit.
Y’all, if this post gets 2k notes I’ll buy my own damned self a doughnut.
Y’know what? Yes.
If this hits 24k by the time I wake up on 21 June 2023, I’ll get myself a dozen. And a big ol’ coffee to go with them.
There is a 50/50 chance that leaving the Arch Mage and Head Scientist alone in a room together will result in either a marriage proposal or a doomsday device. More likely both.
me before ep9: idk man, all their stories are definitely dark but i feel like gerard’s story is pretty meh compared to pinnochio’s or rosamund’s
me after ep9: bro oh my god he spent literal years as a frog and he was always being hunted by other animals and he got badly injured multiple times but he was never able to go home and home never cared enough to look for him and it would’ve been so easy for him to die and no one would ever have known how or why and the only company he had were other frogs who he couldn’t talk to and-
