jdgentleman asked: What about buildings fills you with extensional dread?
it’s not so much the buildings as the windows. and not really the windows but all the lives being lived behind the windows. the vastness and complexity of humanity can be… oppressive.
(via 1955 Ford “Beatnik” Bubbletop Custom Concept going up for Auction - Carscoops)
who needs a fucking batmobile?
The Trench Run, Hong Kong | China (by Peter Stewart)
april 22, 2014: the day chuckenet became self-aware.
(Source: chuckesunderground, via afternoonsnoozebutton)
if you insist.
radioalec replied to your post: i just saw something hashtagged “#kill…
Miss Marple in Death by Dick
i prefer hercule poirot in “murder on the dick express”. you know, the one where it turns out pretty much everyone on the train conspired together to kill the victim with all their dicks.
for one in every twenty americans, “the mondays” is a chronic condition that can, tragically, flare up any day of the week. fortunately, there’s a treatment.
why? why would you want that? wouldn’t you rather, you know, enjoy the dick without expiring? was it supposed to be “fill”? i can understand wanting to be filled. but not so much demanding your own homicide.
soon to be a major motion picture. that no one will see. because it’s fucking boring. whatever. i’m still making up for hell week.