Joel: It’s thirty-six degrees outside, four fuck-thousand percent humidity, and Olli was like, “I’m gonna go for a bike ride.” And I was like, “Why. No. Why. Don’t put us on the news like that. ‘Local fool collapses on unnecessary journey.’ Don’t do it.” So he says he doesn’t want to “hide in the house” because the sun is shining.
Joel: Bruh. Honeybruh. “The sun is shining” does not cover it. It’s hot outside. It’s motherfucking hot as fuck outside. Our outdoor plants have been crying into their hands all week. Whole cars are melting into the sewer. Our fucking patio umbrella developed sentience to ask me for lemonade this morning.
Aleksi: You need to work for the weather forecast. This was both hilarious and so vivid it made me stand up and get some iced tea.
Joel: This is a great idea, thank you. Here goes. My audition tape for the weather channel.
Joel: Dearly beloved. We are gathered here today to have a fucking funeral for the outdoors. It had a good run, with all its creeks and clouds and shit. Pretty great. Now it’s ten-thirty at night but still thirty-two asshole-sweating degrees and humid as fuck. Everything is hot and slimy, like being a “borrower” that got trapped inside a bottle of shampoo and then accidentally microwaved. You can see on my doppler radar that nothing is moving around out there because everything is probably dead. The only alive thing is the mosquito currently trying to drill a hole in my leg. No surprise that all the shitbag mosquitos are fine, since the thermostat of hell is always at the devil’s preferred temperature. This forecast has gotten away from me a little, but in conclusion fuck the sun.
My husband just told me the first time had stitches was when he got his wisdom teeth out at 18. Like bruh. Oh sweet honeybruh. I got the top of my finger cut off in the beginning of first grade. We are not the same.
I first reblogged the post below this in 2016. Like. I checked. Shout out to that post for being just as iconic now as it was back then all hail the og
literally kylo’s first scene is to commit not just a war crime but an atrocity (ordering mass slaughter of non-combatants) but people really out here trying to say “well finn committed espionage!” like
honeybruh replied to your post: I urge literally EVERYONE to check out Snarky...
lmaooooooooo I know their fam, so you listen to Cory Henry’s stuff alone?
I do!!! The guy is a MONSTER but I guess that’s kind of the norm for Ground Up Music cats lol. Saw him live with Snarky Puppy some years back and it like... shook my soul. like for real.