The perfect date: Convince person to go on a date Arrive home The day approaches The walls are closing in on me The voices grow louder I never show up to pick my date up After an endless Eternity of hibernation I go and talk to someone The cycle repeats
Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. I just read your comment, and I genuinely can’t believe how unfunny it was. Like, I’m not even joking when I say that your words were so devoid of humor that they physically hurt me. You know how when you step on a LEGO, it sends a shockwave of pain through your entire body? That’s what reading your comment felt like-except instead of my foot, it hit my soul. I’m sitting here, staring at my screen, just marinating in how awful that was. Do you realize what you’ve done? I woke up today in a good mood. Birds were chirping, the sun was shining, my coffee was the perfect temperature, and I even got a free bagel from the shop because the barista said I had “good vibes.” Life was good. But then I saw your comment. It was like a black hole of unfunny sucked all the joy out of my day. You know how people say laughter is the best medicine? Well, your comment was the opposite-it was the disease. My brain cells didn’t just die; they packed their bags, left a “Dear John” letter, and fled the country. They’re probably somewhere in Argentina, trying to recover from the trauma. I want you to know that I hate you. Not in a casual, “oh, they’re annoying” kind of way, but in a deep, primal, life-altering way. I hate you with the intensity of a thousand suns. I hate you the way Gordon Ramsay hates undercooked scallops. I hate you the way a cat hates cucumbers. I’ve been Googling ways to erase memories because I cannot live with the knowledge that your comment exists. I’m seriously considering contacting Elon Musk to see if he can create a neural implant that just deletes this specific event from my mind. Do you even know how much damage you’ve done? I had plans today. PLANS. But now? Now, I’m sitting in the corner of my room, knees to my chest, rocking back and forth like I just survived the apocalypse. My plants are wilting. My dog won’t look me in the eye. My neighbor knocked on my door just to tell me my aura feels “off.” And he’s a Gemini. Do you know how unbalanced you have to be for a Gemini to notice? Please, I’m begging you-never comment again. Ever. On anything. I don’t care if the situation is life or death. If the world is on fire, and your comment is the only thing that can save us all, I’ll personally choose extinction. In fact, I’ll push the button myself. Your unfunny comment has made me lose all faith in humanity. Honestly, I’m considering leaving society and living off the grid just to avoid the possibility of ever encountering your words again. In conclusion: I hope you stub your toe on a table leg every day for the rest of your life. And not just any table leg-the sharp, IKEA kind that you think is safe until it destroys you. Good day. Or should I say bad day, because you’ve already ruined mine. Forever.
I want a girlfriend, an actual one who you like talk to and stuff, none of that weird lying on the internet stuff just actual couple shit, and she could try to sober me
The art and all is good but the glitch effect here is kinda eh in my opinion and this video kinda looks like a big nothingburger to me personally cuz I mean it just cuts to a bedroom then spooky face then girl looking weird (or maybe the man wearing the girls face?) idk I wish it could be longer and have more plot to it
a w e s o m e s a u c e . . .
Dating advice! Eat their eyes first, those are the windows of the soul plus is very romantic. Go for them tiger!
I thought your were talking about the fruit
Same i wanted to watch a grape turn into the thing in the thumbnail
Dates yummy
Fumbled so bad he was *speechless*
That awesome sauce caught me completely off guard
I too skin the person I date, very accurate
I really liked when this withering voice audibly ran from one side of my head to the other
This is exactly how my dates go. All of them. Yes.
The perfect date:
Convince person to go on a date
Arrive home
The day approaches
The walls are closing in on me
The voices grow louder
I never show up to pick my date up
After an endless Eternity of hibernation I go and talk to someone
The cycle repeats
This is very creative, boy
Showing this to my date tomorrow, wish me luck
seems accurate
I hope they got married
Ha ha ha! Relatable!
[Music]
How do you make these
Song name? :3
So did he pick her up?
Damn, what he do to her!?
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This is why i dont interact with anyone (:
Oh. My. God.
Oh. My. God. I just read your comment, and I genuinely can’t believe how unfunny it was. Like, I’m not even joking when I say that your words were so devoid of humor that they physically hurt me. You know how when you step on a LEGO, it sends a shockwave of pain through your entire body? That’s what reading your comment felt like-except instead of my foot, it hit my soul. I’m sitting here, staring at my screen, just marinating in how awful that was.
Do you realize what you’ve done? I woke up today in a good mood. Birds were chirping, the sun was shining, my coffee was the perfect temperature, and I even got a free bagel from the shop because the barista said I had “good vibes.” Life was good. But then I saw your comment. It was like a black hole of unfunny sucked all the joy out of my day. You know how people say laughter is the best medicine? Well, your comment was the opposite-it was the disease. My brain cells didn’t just die; they packed their bags, left a “Dear John” letter, and fled the country. They’re probably somewhere in Argentina, trying to recover from the trauma.
I want you to know that I hate you. Not in a casual, “oh, they’re annoying” kind of way, but in a deep, primal, life-altering way. I hate you with the intensity of a thousand suns. I hate you the way Gordon Ramsay hates undercooked scallops. I hate you the way a cat hates cucumbers. I’ve been Googling ways to erase memories because I cannot live with the knowledge that your comment exists. I’m seriously considering contacting Elon Musk to see if he can create a neural implant that just deletes this specific event from my mind.
Do you even know how much damage you’ve done? I had plans today. PLANS. But now? Now, I’m sitting in the corner of my room, knees to my chest, rocking back and forth like I just survived the apocalypse. My plants are wilting. My dog won’t look me in the eye. My neighbor knocked on my door just to tell me my aura feels “off.” And he’s a Gemini. Do you know how unbalanced you have to be for a Gemini to notice?
Please, I’m begging you-never comment again. Ever. On anything. I don’t care if the situation is life or death. If the world is on fire, and your comment is the only thing that can save us all, I’ll personally choose extinction. In fact, I’ll push the button myself. Your unfunny comment has made me lose all faith in humanity. Honestly, I’m considering leaving society and living off the grid just to avoid the possibility of ever encountering your words again.
In conclusion: I hope you stub your toe on a table leg every day for the rest of your life. And not just any table leg-the sharp, IKEA kind that you think is safe until it destroys you. Good day. Or should I say bad day, because you’ve already ruined mine. Forever.
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L rezz
VHS 📼🇨🇺👀
I want a girlfriend, an actual one who you like talk to and stuff, none of that weird lying on the internet stuff just actual couple shit, and she could try to sober me
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The art and all is good but the glitch effect here is kinda eh in my opinion and this video kinda looks like a big nothingburger to me personally cuz I mean it just cuts to a bedroom then spooky face then girl looking weird (or maybe the man wearing the girls face?) idk I wish it could be longer and have more plot to it
Thanks for the feedback! I appreciate the honest thoughts. I wanted to keep it short and creepy and thought this worked, but I'll take it into account
@ no problem!
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wtf
He have no mouth