had a dream about who knows what but at some point I told someone “I only run for publicity so these kids can go fuck themselves”

my story is one of sadness and loss. growth and renewal. friendship and betrayal. so this one time I played pokemon mystery dungeon and

just gonna post this blast from the past because it’s still one of the most immediately satisfying databends I’ve done

monsterwhitt:

am i seriously the only one that thought handsome jack and his story were kinda sad

nah. also isn’t that upcoming pre-sequel supposed to be more about him doing more morally ambiguous stuff rather than just outright evil world-domination stuff

added an About Me to my blorg and you won’t believe where it is. yes you will, that was a lie. but you never can tell with an internet enigma like me, truly a master at web stealth and deception

open a portal to hell in your throat

open a portal to hell in your throat

Epic Rap battles Of History: Darude Sandstorm 10 Hours vs. Vacuum Cleaner Sound White Noise 10 Hours