im kinda not sorry
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why do i have so many bottle caps on my desk. what am i gonna do with all these bottle caps
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today in art class i took my phone out for like 2 seconds to just check the time and my battery percent and my beloved art teacher, who just happened to notice the sonic the hedgehog shirt i was wearing, yelled “SONIC, PUT THE PHONE AWAY” ajd i swear those five words hit me like a speeding truck on a highway i was unable to paint right for the rest of class because i was still reeling in from the shock
ah well lookie here it’s my biggest regret on tumblr! why the fuck does this bitch of a post have 64k notes
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Me: (posts a funny comic for Tumblr to laff at)
Tumblr: (cricket silence)
Me: my art teacher called me Sonic once
Tumblr: LOLOLOLOLOL SONIC SO FUNNY AND CRINGY 65K NOTES BIG MOOD OP I KIN THIS POST
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criku
hey if you teach your parrot to say ‘parrot’ it’s probably as close as you’ll get to owning a pokemon
My brother tells a story about his roommate’s parrot, that everyone who came to the house would say “you’re a bird!” to it so the bird would repeat the phrase back, no big. Until one day my brother was alone in the house with it and heard it say, very quietly, “I’m a bird.” My brother almost dropped a plate.
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Shaggy let out a war cry, louder than the call of a whale. His clenched fist of strength and persistence flew forward, hard enough to not only break, but shatter the strongest barrier and turn it into burning ash.
The smoke swimming through the air and out around him, his strongest hit, seething with raw, pure energy, had been stopped full force with a single finger. The supposed impact the hit would’ve given sent out as waves around the area, building a crater under the two of them.
The white hedgehog, his finger still pressed on Shaggy’s fist, restraining the attack, smirked and chuckled, amused at what he felt to be such a weak hit.
“Impressive,” Silver mused. “I only had to use a tenth of power.”
Shaggy stared in astonishment. That had been his strongest punch, and Silver stopped, unflinching, with a simple, swift, index finger.
“Unfortunately, though,” Silver continued, staring down at the floor a little. “I kind of have to kill you now, so…”
His eyes flashed a bright cyan.
“Sayonara, Norville Rogers.”
As the blinding psychic power and energy consumed him, Shaggy could only yell his final parting words.
“Like, oh shit, man.”
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