Clowns don’t actually have human genitalia. If one clown sprays seltzer on a pie and throws it at another clown a new clown appears in a field somewhere.
cool how this is the website I use as my primary social media platform
Thinking abt immortality and how meticulously you’d have to keep track of all of your shit so some nosy historian didnt spot your old journal or coat or copy of a book and call an infuriating time-based finders keepers
“It’s two hundred years old” they say. “It’s essentially public property” they say. It’s a letter you sent to your friend and it’s in a museum now and you’re screaming
Why are vampire stories always I Want To Drink The Sexy Neck Milkshake and never two vampires texting about the passionate letter one wrote to the other in 1863 but never sent that the other just saw in the Smithsonian’s fall exhibition on Love Through the Ages and what the fuck, Claude, why didn’t you say anything
THANK YOU!!! asking the REAL questions
“And in this exhibit, we see the drawings that a child in 1512 made in his lesson book.”
“I spent 350 years becoming a master artist, and THIS is the only work that I can get in a museum? Why don’t you just torture me with my high school poetry, too?”
museum heist by a vampire desperate to get back the Really Good Umbrella she accidentally left at a coaching inn in 1788
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