...I Mean, Come On.

...I mean, come on.

hm they could’ve picked a better screenshot for the thumbnail cause this just looks like our home boy here is about to get rawed by a werewolf

I need help

Yesterday I had to put my boy Dumpling to sleep. He was the goodest, bestest boi.

Sadly, the practice billed me for him and my other dog appointment on one bill and it cannot be separated and allow me to pay for Odyn’s MRSA treatment at a later date.

As it stands now I can’t afford to send my best friend for cremation and he’s been held at the vet’s until the bill is set.

I don’t like asking for money, but for him I will.

If any of you can help and donate a bit or spread the word, it’d greatly appreciate it. He does not deserve to be kept in a limbo.

You can donate via PayPal at henrietta.hamster@gmail.com or ko-fi  https://ko-fi.com/smuttie

Thank you.

How I plan D&D campaigns ^

I've been on this planet for what seems like my entire life, and I must say that this is easily the greatest thing I've ever seen. Bless you.

I know this isn’t Bojack related, but recently instead of turning men down by saying “no, thank you”, I experimented with saying “I’m engaged” and flashing a ring instead. Needless to say, I am not engaged. It still worked better than just saying “no”, but then came questions like “so where is your fiancé?” and “he let you go out by yourself looking like that?” or just remaining persistent in asking for my number. So I went into my closet, and pulled out a fiancé. Now when I turn men down and they need further proof, they can know that I would rather lug around a 5 foot tall plastic skeleton to Steak n Shake and fake a proposal than give them my number.

SLAY QUEEN