imagine a reverse pizza. the missing hole on the table where the pizza is meant to be. everything else is pizza. the solar system. the air.

facte: you eat 28 spiders in your lifetime. always 28. if you are about to die and you have only eaten 3 then 25 spiders arrive at once

“dont go out its 90 degrees” “screw u barry im-” *i open the door & am bent back 90°. i am launched violently upwards into space screaming

“ok class time 2 learn the full forbiden alphabet! …x…y…z…‡…” my eyes start 2 bleed “…◊…” a window smashes “…※…” the entire front row die

my rucksack is riped open in the mosh pit sending lego all over the club.the dj has to turn up the house lights while we all help pick it up

“ur in the wrong hood son” “yes but check how warm my hands are” “wha-? hey they ARE warm. HEY PHIL, CHECK OUT HOW WARM THIS KIDS HANDS ARE”

forever cursed to lose at poker due to my massive anime eyes reflecting my cards