"Appearances aren’t always all they chalk themselves up to be, y’know." She smiled brightly at him, "I’m several thousand years your senior! I should be the one asking you that~!"
"Cool. Alright, well, after all the shit I’ve seen I believe you. I’m well above the drinkin’ age, so I guess that sorts that out. Guess we just need to know who to invite and where to have this party."
"Also, who even are you? That’s pretty important too."
"How about we throw a party, then? With lots of booze and loud music!"
"Oh hell yeah! I like your thinkin’, ki-"
"Wait, aren’t you a bit young to be drinkin’?"
"I’m tired, bored and not blowing up nearly as many things as I should be lately."
My girlfriend keeps messaging me about memes.
Oh by the way this blog here is a blog that exists.
You should follow it.
'Cause who doesn't love robots?
Holy fuck, it’s borin’ around here.
It’s way too goddamn quiet lately.
Wait, never mind, it was cardiac arrest.