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#‘eat grass smoke fast and sled ass’
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Whenever I go for a long drive by myself I start making up little gibberish songs or reading billboards in dumb voices, just inane stuff to pass the time. Most of the time I don't even realize I'm doing it. I got extra bored today, so I turned on my playlist as I drove through the countryside. Eventually, Annie Lennox's Walking on Broken Glass started playing, and I found myself singing along, half correctly, and half in gibberish, weaving in and out at random. Near the end I transitioned entirely from gibberish to English, but instead of the correct lyrics I started singing "I'll keep on eating your big fat ass, eating your, eating your big fat ass."
The very next song on shuffle, I shit you not, was Fat Bottomed Girls by Queen. I felt like the planets alligned in that one perfect moment and providence shined down to reward my artistic genius in the most satisfying and meaningless way possible. That will never happen again. I'm over the hump.
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fleshy-cage · 2 years
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There are two bisexual attraction types:
Sweeney Todd and Mrs. Lovett
Megamind and Roxanne
You can't change my mind
Excuse any spelling mistakes, it's late, and honestly I don't care
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pingpongballz · 1 year
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I love tumblr cause I've had this account for like 3 years and just learned I only have 2 followers and I'm not even upset
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pinkies-senses · 2 months
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Dear Celestia,
Today…
Twilight bit the bottom of her lip, staring at the blank page that was supposed to be finished and sent off an hour ago. Her hooves sat crossed in front of her, already gone numb from staying in that position for longer than what would’ve been recommended.
There was nothing new to write to her mentor, today was the same as yesterday.
Reassure the ponies and other refugees, wait for a cure or Spike to report back to her, have guards check on Rarity’s health, vent to Cadence about sitting around and doing nothing, and… well… sitting around and doing nothing.
“Look on the bright side-” her brother said to her earlier that day, before completing that sentence with the dumbest thing she has heard slip from his mouth.
“-at least you get to relax and swap roles with Celestia and her sister. It’s about time they did something for once.”
That earned him a scowl and a smack upside the head from Cadence’s wing.
Twilight’s ears flattened against her head.
As if she enjoyed sitting there and watching her friends and people rot! What’s so “relaxing” about that??? The audacity!
“…and don’t get me started on the jab he made at you and Luna, Celestia! I get that he means well, but for buck’s sake! You can’t control your powers! If you tried, you’d accidentally go scorched earth! What does he not understand???”
Snap!
Twilight’s head whipped around to stare at her quill, which broke at the force of her erratic writing.
She wasn’t even aware she was writing down her own thoughts.
She threw away her quill and crumbled up the paper with her magic only to pause… and opened it up again.
What stood out to her wasn’t the words itself (The page held nothing important, just some rant she copied onto the page.), but rather how relieved she felt.
She hasn’t written anything about her feelings nor her personal thoughts in a long time, not when she has been so busy trying to run what was essentially a refugee camp and finding a cure for the parasite that plagues Equestria.
The only substance that has filled once empty journals has been research and documentation.
In other words… she hasn’t been writing for herself.
Twilight placed the crumpled page into an empty journal and flipped to the next page, pausing to think if she even has the time for such an unimportant task.
‘…Well. It’s not like I have anything to write about tonight.’
So there she stayed in that room full of crystallized furniture and velvety sheets, preparing a hot cup of tea and a snack for that night’s leisure…
End of prologue…
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Looky, a prologue! He ha Ho!
I’m really tired rn and I’m off my meds but tell me how the writing is! I haven’t written in a while so bear with me, goody goody?
Also eat grass, smoke fast, sled ass 💪
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highlifeboat · 6 months
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"Eat ass, smoke grass, and sled fast."
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greektxstic · 4 months
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hello world!
eat ass, smoke grass, sled fast
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lord-shitbox · 9 months
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I need to draw mako (old oc from when I was like 13) and I need to draw artfights and I need to play 800 hours of diablo4 and I need to eat grass and smoke fast and sled ass
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Eat ass smoke grass sled fast amirite
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darkandlightsides · 2 years
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 the hierophant  :  what are your muse’s morals / ethics ? do they follow their moral code strictly ? (for anyone but also Sass cuz I'm curious lmao)
"Eat ass, smoke grass, sled fast! Also cannibalism is REQUIRED. MANDATORY. Oh and capitalism doesn't apply to me! Im an anarchist and your human politics dont apply to me either! I have no strict guidelines, i do what I want when I want and if you have a problem with that, I will become a personal threat to your safety!"
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angelxxreaper · 10 months
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Smoke grass, eat ass, sled fast 🤙
sled gang o7
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dragonboypaws · 1 year
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Eat some ass and smoke that grass,
Sled so fast and go huff gas
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not-in-the-library · 3 years
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I’m always hesitant to post non g/t stuff but this account hasn’t had any art in a minute so take this
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c10v3r · 9 months
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the background and the font make it 10x funnier when the inspirational quote is very silly
eat ass smoke grass sled fast
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My little sister requested memes on her presents this year, so I did my best
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submitted by @myfavoritecolorisyourface​
oh fuckyea bud 
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What is your infinite wisdom?
Be thotty, be naughty, but most importantly be kind! ✌️
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