Where am I. Who are you people. What's going on. What time is it.
Revolutionary Girl Utena has the fucking weirdest filler episodes.
Never promise me “Free Food” at your event. I will ignore the event, grab the free food, and then promptly leave.
Working at a Middle School. The table next to my desk has three students. Two of them talk about how they both got $100 from their parents and are planning to go spend the evening having fun at a really expensive shopping district in town. The third looks at me with dead eyes, slowly shakes his head from side to side and whispers, “Rich people.”
Every fucking weeaboo song put into one
Bad Apple, Cruel Angel’s Thesis, Butterfly, Ievan Polkka, Matryoshka, and the Lucky Star theme all squished into one this is what it fucking sounds like
this is what plays as you fall into hell
this post will go down in history
it sounds good
The stars align, and the earth cracks open, releasing the Great Weaboo upon the world. From its thousand mouths comes the song which shall herald the end of times, as the stars fall from the sky and all is covered in an age of eternal darkness.