I like how in olden times dudes used to paint past historical events with the clothing and surroundings of the painter’s current day, like some medieval monk painting Jesus and friends in a tunic and hose. I think we should bring that back. I want to see Caesar crossing the Rubicon in crocs.
last night my father said “good night mario” because i had been driving him around today and apparently going too fast, like the car racer mario andretti
but i didn’t know what he was talking about so i just sleepily replied “good night luigi”
literally what about the “it’s leif erickson day!!” bit from spongebob was so impactful that we all just have the phrase hinga dinga durgen permanently drilled into our cerebral cortex. it was 5 seconds long
even spicier take: “non-binary” means a thousand different things to a thousand different people and therefore anyone of any sexuality could theoretically be attracted to a non-binary person in some capacity, so if you’re gay and someone you’re attracted to says, “i’m non-binary,” you don’t actually have to redefine your entire identity, you can just drink a cup of sleepytime tea and go right on being gay and into non-binary people.
Gay Ryan 