omg imagine being born and you are on a spaceship and everyone aboard is sooo so mad at you just because you burst out of some guy's chest to be born. like um sorry i've not been alive before i didn't even know that's not allowed please be nice to me um the spaceship floor is cold is no one going to knit me some little booties i am calling child protective services
hey so, we showed your wife the horrors, and- yeah. yeah she lost her mind and has a new character design to reflect her forever-changed perspective. sorry. yeah no she’s tormented now but at least she’s sexy about it
when i get asked the perfect question that allows me to ramble about a special interest or share something that i recently learned this is what i look like. this is who i turn into