The nice & accurate prophecies of a pretty high White guy
Former Yt fundie Mennonite trying to just be a decent White guy. I get high and I know things. Sometimes I get some interesting ideas. Sometimes I write that shit down. Overeducated and underemployed. I got issues. Lot's of issues. But just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they aren't out to get you. Mostly harmless. But it's publish or perish out here baby, so if you publish on one of my ideas w/o my name on the paper I'll be waiting in your closet some night.
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Joe took his blind date to the carnival. “What would you like to do first, ?” asked Joe.
“I want to get weighed,” she said. They walked over to the weight guesser, and he guessed 120 pounds. She got on the scale. It read 117, so she won a prize.
The couple then went on the Ferris wheel. When the ride was over, Joe asked again what Kim would like to do. “I want to get weighed,” she said.
Since they had been there before, the weight guesser guessed her weight correctly, and Joe lost his dollar.
The couple walked around the carnival and again he asked where to next. “I want to get weighed,” she responded.
Joe decided that Kim was weird and took her home early, dropping her off with a hand shake.
Her roommate, Laura, asked her about the blind date, “How’d it go?”
So we all know that Tumblr is US-centric. But to what degree? (and can we skew the results of this poll by posting it at a time where they should be asleep?)