Rhynoplaz

Get horny -> start jerking -> spooge -> clean up -> get horny…

I used to, when I was young and stupid. Now I never miss.

Coffee, black with too much sugar.

To me, tea always seemed like it was just hot water that’s unsuccessfully trying to taste like sticks and flowers.

I don’t play, but everyone I know who does, learned Smoke on the Water first.

Ooh! Another genre mix-up fan!

Bluegrass, lo-fi, and orchestral covers of popular music are 90% of my Spotify history at work.

Now you’re getting it!

Johnny Cash’s Hurt is overrated.

Johnny Cash is great, and deserves his legacy, but that cover is mediocre.

Oh shit, my bad.

I thought this was the thread about raccoons.

My original comment probably seems less insane now. I wouldn’t need to pet the bear, my grandpa had a rug, I know what they feel like. Not snuggly at all.

Not gonna lie, I’d try if he’d let me get close enough, yeah, probably rabid, but maybe not.

I read this in Linda Belcher’s voice.