emanix the Chaosbunny in the back; the pet lesbians and your humble scribe down in front. Bunny ears not optional.
Franklin Veaux's Journal
Working toward the heat death of the Universe, one joule at a time!
emanix the Chaosbunny in the back; the pet lesbians and your humble scribe down in front. Bunny ears not optional.
:::sniffs tentatively::
“what’s that smell?”
:::looks at photo again::
“It’s the Conflagration of Cute, burning me! Aiigggghhhh.”
🙂
:::sniffs tentatively::
“what’s that smell?”
:::looks at photo again::
“It’s the Conflagration of Cute, burning me! Aiigggghhhh.”
🙂
That is helladorable! 😀 😀
That is helladorable! 😀 😀
Looks scarily like pictures from my cousin’s wedding. They wanted kids and his wife was somewhat older than most brides, so they all wore bunny ears at the reception. For, you know, fertility.
/felt like sharing
Looks scarily like pictures from my cousin’s wedding. They wanted kids and his wife was somewhat older than most brides, so they all wore bunny ears at the reception. For, you know, fertility.
/felt like sharing
“By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.”
“By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.”
LESBUNNIES!!! 😀
LESBUNNIES!!! 😀
We’ve met. 🙂
I also have a button on my tak vest that says, “something wicked this way comes.”
We’ve met. 🙂
I also have a button on my tak vest that says, “something wicked this way comes.”