The plan is always to make it to 9-11pm. I'll make it to 9, see whether I'm tired, and if not, make it to 11. Unless at 11 I still don't feel tired, in which case I'll stay up for a week.
The plan is always to make it to 9-11pm. I'll make it to 9, see whether I'm tired, and if not, make it to 11. Unless at 11 I still don't feel tired, in which case I'll stay up for a week.
So the other day my doorbell rings. I go out and sender it and it's little Applebloom with a big old bucket of apples. She's sellin them for a fundraiser. "Sure I'll buy some of your apples, Applebloom? How much are they?" She leans up and tells me: "Well imma need 'bout tree fiddy.
Then I realized this little pony was a chaos loving draconequus from over 1000 years ago and I said "GODDAMN YOU DISCORD YOU GO GETCHA OWN GODDAMN TREE FIDDY YA HEAR?"
loooool
Oh man, I remember that from somewhere!
I cannot remember where! :<