aahsokaatano:

l4byr1nthz1:

eldritchgriffin:

id-f87:

Hm

@ faradaycockcage

Further evidence

In the second Sonic movie, he refers to him self as ‘hedgehog of the house’ in Tom’s absence instead of ‘man of the house’ further implying his gender is hedgehog

not “he” as in “he/him” but “he” as in “hedgehog”

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h34vybottom:

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The psychiatrist diagnosed me with divine madness

any other diagnoses you’d like to share?

Autism

thedeliaishere:

DONT ❌️ USE PIGEON 🕊 PHOBIC LANGUAGE

INSTEAD TRY THESE! ✅️

DEAD DOVE ☠️ -> HAPPY SMILING ALIVE DOVE 😃

PIGEON HOLE 🕳-> PIGEON INCLUDE 👫

2 BIRDS ONE STONE 🪨 - 2COPS ONE BULLET 👮‍♂️

A BIRD IN THE HAND IS 2 IN THE BUSH 🌳 -> A BIRD IN THE HAND IS THE WORLD 🌎

papayajuan2019:

one day, if you try hard enough, you too can become a primary source

beastlybardou:

I love pictures of wolverines laying down like this

That’s the exact way I flop down on the couch when I get back from work every day. My mate always teases me about it.

That’s a tired man getting back from his 9-5

bigandtired-deactivated20250405:

sneefsnorf:

sneefsnorf:

stop using chat gpt. i can also feed you misinformation when you ask me questions and also im beautiful

some piece of penis on twitter stole my post then that got reposted to tumblr and got 60k notes. my psyonic warriors. source your chat gpt slander ethically

falconwhitaker:

thirteenthesia:

singswan-springswan:

elkian:

ulysseus:

diamond-hoo-ha-man:

dreamduality:

i thought this was a hospital drama why does he have a shotgun?!??!?

It’s a really, really good hospital drama

I’m so glad I turned on the Audio bc it turns out this is set to Boney M’s Rasputin and is basically perfectly synced

you’re worried about the shotgun and not the bazooka

@falconwhitaker hey look it got some of your boys!

Fuckin love this :D

dinascully:

chells:

have you ever shipped something so hard that you become irrationally happy and make a sound akin to steam escaping from a kettle everytime they so much as stand next to eachother

[grandma voice] back in my day, sonny, we called it “squeeing”.