OCTOPUS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD
Your local Zero Sugar, Meatatarian, Johtoker.
I love everything Johto!
I’m here for the chill vibes and to have a good time.
Billy O’nares refer to me as “A commoner with gumption.”
OCTOPUS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD
Matilda’s Dad has entered the chat.
I found a pair of moon boots there once.
You don’t have to accept being called anything. Doesn’t have much use outside the Internet anyway.
You don’t say “That trans person over there” or “That cis chick over there” or “That gay dude over there.” You say their names. (Or “that person” if you don’t.)
Because no one is really going to care about my sexual orientation in a formal setting or when they come across me or another random person at the grocery store.
You can call me a leaf for all I care. We most likely won’t be seeing each other the next day anyway.
ME: You forgot the comma in that sentence. Commas are important!
DEVIL: Keep it up, jackass…
I like corn dogs.
No, but then again, I’m better remembering names when they’re paired with the pictures by their names. I lurk Lemmy with the Voyager app, which doesn’t seem to display pics next to names. So… Yeah
Also, low key happy to see I haven’t been mentioned. Means I’ve really toned it down since my Reddit days and leaving Reddit a year ago. Progress.
“Excessive lens flare”
Star Wars: The Force Awakens:
Please tell that’s pronounced as X-Face.
While WFH is amazing, your colleagues just going poof and never knowing what happened to them is a big downside.