[walking into a room with no furniture]
my idiot friend who doesn’t have a bean bag chair sewn to his ass: oh shit, oh fuck
me: don’t worry bro, i got you
I believe in a horseshoe theory for art where at a certain point something can be so ugly that it circles back and becomes art again. it’s rare to make something this painful to look at
I unironically love this new feature in bathroom stalls where you can strap your baby in so you can stare them in the eye while you blast some lava shits at the Buffalo Wild Wings