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Started March 01, 2019 by Deleted user

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eris looks like the kind of person who smells like vanilla

french roses, black orchid, and raspberries.

yaknow I also see that

…my brothers still fucking play that game

…my brothers still fucking play that game

IT STILL EXISTS????

Someone photoshop a raccoon with purple hair

It is done.

…my brothers still fucking play that game

IT STILL EXISTS????

We have an Xbox 360, and the original game. So. Yes.

…my brothers still fucking play that game

IT STILL EXISTS????

We have an Xbox 360, and the original game. So. Yes.

YES
THAT GAME WAS MY LIFE

I've been told I look like a penguin.
Is that correct?

…my brothers still fucking play that game

IT STILL EXISTS????

We have an Xbox 360, and the original game. So. Yes.

YES
THAT GAME WAS MY LIFE

Haha. Bet you could find it on like Craigslist or something. Newer Xboxes should still be able to run the old games lol

Im not cute.
Im 25

Im a being of grace and power.

You are cute though.

I've been told I look like a penguin.
Is that correct?

No.

My photoshop mastery goes unacknowledged.

acknowledges

Thank.

I've been told I look like a penguin.
Is that correct?

Nah fam.

What do I look like?

Dommy is a sheep and you can't change my mind

What do I look like?

A… human?

What do I look like?

you remind me of a very specific creature but I cannot for the life of me think of what it is-

i’ll probably be back in a week at 3 in the morning 8 pages later when the word comes to me in my sleep

Dommy is a sheep and you can't change my mind

What! No! Not a sheep! They're both stupid and obstinate! Make me a golden retriever if you must, but not a sheep.

Eris you look my age

Someone photoshop a raccoon with purple hair

It is done.

Im sorry–

Why was this ignored?

That's literally me.

I am Rocket Raccoon confirmed

Eris you look my age

Yea….. I know….

Funny story about that actually that happened to me today.

Buckle in folks it's Eris story time.

So

Whilst I was on house arrest this morning, my apartment community was holding it's annual water heater inspection where they come make sure that the thingamajiggie doesn't fucking explode while one is trying to make tacos or whatever one does.

I had forgotten about this.

True to Eris fashion, as soon as I woke up I put my hair in a pony and put on a crop top and (ahem) booty shorts. If I was gonna work from home I was gonna be comfy about it.

insert montage of Eris working and slowly losing her mind

At about 11:45 there was a knock at my door–the inspector guy. He takes one very obvious check out of my laxly dressed form and immediately goes: "Right. I'm sorry we can't perform the inspection when there is not an adult present. When will your parents be home so we can reschedule?"

To which I brilliantly respond as my cat is bolting out the door. "But this is my house!"

Queue the poor inspector guy trying to figure out if I am, indeed, Eris Woods. An ID and a lease check later, the man is inspecting my water heater while I curiously am poking my head into the cabinet I keep junk in.

He was not pleased.

After some idle chatter and a completed inspection, he asked me about some of the japanese art on my walls and I gave a brief run down blah blah blah–he asks for my number.

I called him a peon and escorted him out the door.

The end.

Moral of the story. I look young and I hate it.

Eris you look my age

Yea….. I know….

Funny story about that actually that happened to me today.

Buckle in folks it's Eris story time.

Ooh yay!