Theres Been A Terrible On Purpose Down At The Accident Factory...

theres been a terrible on purpose down at the accident factory...

my uncle was somewhat of a rascal. we were hanging out on the roof of his barn when i was ten, and we saw some shooting stars. he told me they were angels carrying messages from god. then he handed me his old hunting rifle and taught me how to nick one out of the sky, even when it was travelling all fast like that, and how to triangulate its location — taking me out in his rusty truck down dirt roads, unerring and unceasing, until we saw that gleaming lantern. he pocketed the note from god and took me down to a pinboard where he was working on deciphering the language with his friend who was a linguistics major but got kicked out of grad school. after they shook hands, they held on for just a bit too long and i started wondering why my aunt doesn’t live with my uncle anymore, but then my uncle took me back up stairs and taught me how to fry the angel up real nice, halo and all. it was tasty

guys it’s our favorite pathetic man’s bday today happy birthday ty!!!!! (and also ada ofc)

today my roommate told me that she used to have “lizard time” where she would get up and tell her parents she was going to have lizard time and then she would lay on concrete for several hours

taking my classical greek quiz inventing verb conjugations the greeks never couldve dreamed of