me: oughhh ughhhh im fucked up on amoxicillin and ibuprofen. eugh my right sinuses. eugh. wehhh :(
me: oughhh ughhhh im fucked up on amoxicillin and ibuprofen. eugh my right sinuses. eugh. wehhh :(
my incomplete-but-emerging Northernlion tulpa: …'don't fuck with the Costco guys because they're ads'—have you considered that their unabashedly front-loaded consumerism may be a needed repose in a world increasingly filled with hucksters… like would you rather the product placements be subliminal or open, s'all I'm saying… finger on chin, slight turn to read chat just some alternative perspective… '-2,' '-2,' 'TREATLER -2'—LOOK, UNFORTUNATELY, THE ADVERTISING BUBBLE HASN'T POPPED YET. I DIDN'T DECIDE THAT! WE ALL GOTTA MAKE MONEY! refocuses on the game but not really Jerry, they're accusing me of selling out! I'm not even the sellout, it's the other guy! Jerry! light smile, position readjustment, silence ...all I'm sayin, would you rather have no Rizzler and a smidgen-more harmony of principles or Rizzler and an intangible—finger-pinch motion—infinitesimal dissonance of principles… 'RIZZLER +2,' that's what I'm saying! If my flexibility is such a crime, let's talk about your ephemerality! On a dime…