I have been informed that what we do here is “skeeting.” This feels… good. It rolls off the tongue as well as “tweet” does, and it calls to mind skeet shooting, an activity where people lob clay discs into the air so they can be destroyed by ALF porn.
Not one person on Bluesky has asked why monkeys still exist.
I fall to my knees, my fingers clutching at the sun-dappled earth. The air feels electrified with hope. Truly, this is the promised land: a land where the muckraker can set down his burden, as there is no muck to rake.
It worked! Everyone welcome @takethatdarwin.bsky.social!!
One of my favorite humans and one of my favorite half-elves-that-also-kinda-have-an-evil-squid-in-their-head-thanks-to-terrible-life-choices!
I'm so close to having my whole D&D party here.
