people were writing “hot or not” lists on the bathroom stalls when i was in 8th grade and the dean of students came on the morning announcements and said something i will never forget “we’ve got some bad apples at this school… and it’s applesauce season"
every time I tell someone about my potato allergy they go “oh that sucks I can’t imagine not eating fries or mashed potatoes!” and im like oh rest assured nether god nor the devil himself could stop me from trebucheting hot spoonfuls of starchy face-swelling throat-itching good shit into my dumb as hell gaping potato receptacle
kramer i’m still not over the fact that you thought the potato sweats were A Thing
I simply assumed we were all willing to suffer for our passions
So, during the recent Kanazawa Hyakumangoku Festival, someone made two lanterns, one depicting Popuko and the other Pipimi, wich got quite the spotlight
Look at them go
Together
Unstoppable
And then, in a dramatic turn of events, one of the lamps combusted
Gay Hell 