the thing that bothers me about dragon riders is that the dragon absolutely does not have to let you climb on its back. your ability to 'ride' the dragon is entirely dependent on the dragon allowing you to do that. it could fly just fine without you sitting there. which means you are not a dragon rider, not really. that beast is not your pet. you're the dragon's pet. you're its trophy wife.
the tracking service for online orders at work keeps glitching and showing the drivers' location as somewhere off the african coast, so me and my coworkers have developed a ritual of standing in a circle and chanting "banished to the ocean. banished to the ocean." like evil sorcerers each time we go to accept an order and every time the location tracker shows them lost at sea we high five and cheer
i was explaining my sexuality to my coworkers abt how im both asexual and into kink culture, and after a minute my coworker said "Oh! It's like, you don't play the FNaF games, but you like the lore!" and i haven't recovered
i have so much respect for quick-witted people who can just improvise a joke on the spot. when i tell a joke i have to do background research and rehearse it like i'm defending a thesis.