Cashier: That'll Be 15.98

Cashier: that'll be 15.98

Me, after ordering one coffee and a bagel, enraged that we have let capitalism get to such a late stage that just getting a cheap little treat is a fucking 16 dollar purchase, panicking at my dwindling funds in the face of more and more inflation, considering how bad it would be to just jump the counter and take a few bagels and a coffee pot, the utter panic and rage sending me into a blind fury as I guzzle down boiling coffee and stale, untoasted expired bagels, my eyes red with unbridled fury and my face even redder from scalding coffee burns, before I finally snap back to reality and hand the cashier my debit card: yeah sounds good, no worries.

clownfish be like "i know a spot" and take you to a fucking deadly sea organism

the back I've been watching all along

paldea pokemon league

you came back wrong and i am racked with guilt because i cannot bear to see you like this and i should have let you rest. i loved you so much that i defied death itself but i do not think either of us are happy