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I can’t believe “fake gamer girl” was an actual concept guys thought existed literally the most unfuckable guys who have ever lived were convinced girls were faking being interested in loser nerd hobbies to impress them

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My three girlfriends. And yes, they smoke weed.

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📍 Little Creek River, Big Valley, West Elizabeth

#red dead redemption 2 #west elizabeth #rdr2 #my post

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Just import your blorbos wholesale to your RPG. Not even fit them in with the setting. They're just there, in the dungeon, next to a ooze, completely unchanged.

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can we PLEASE stop saying “rdr is a game for girls because you ride horsies, play dress up and pick flowers🥺🥺🎀” like that’s very fun but women enjoy first degree manslaughter too

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I am a chronic turn signaller. People will be like “there’s no cars around.” Wrong, I’m

1. letting pedestrians know.

2. I’m doing this in case I missed a car or person somewhere, or

2b. I’m gonna be stuck at this intersection til a car or person shows up

3. It makes it a habit

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john is so ugly in the hottest way possible like oh my GODDD😮‍💨

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Just found out I was thirsty not by receiving a signal from my body about it but by dozing off and dreaming about cold water from different alluring angles. This is great. I think all my wants and needs should be revealed to me this way

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visual gag where someone is thrown against a stained glass window and lands in the exact same pose as the holy figure depicted on it

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Imagine being John in prison and you look up and your fucking brother is in a hot air balloon above you. How the fuck do you process that information (yes I'm playing Icarus and friends)

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Oh to be an illiterate orphan in the Old West and found by a couple of gay outlaws

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how it feels to make a fart joke for the 2x10^80000000th time

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The cord of a headphone is like an umbillical cord transferring the food (music) to the baby (me)