Pineap-spider

Help! I got stuck in Deep Nest without the Lumafly Lantern. How do I get out?

I ignore the fact that my house is ruined and instead start to roast hot dogs, since I ran out of Graham crackers. Jerome, on the other hand, is attracted to the massive amounts of sugar. He and his family begin to eat their way through the hardening sugar. I offer @Through The Living Glass a hot dog. I also invite @WhyEverNot_8 to sit by the fire, since he has apparently been running for several months.

have a phone from the early 2000s I've got a sofa missing its cushions

I'd probably pull a hamstring what do you suggest for a prom day activity?

Meaning to the Emus. Specifically,

Feeling sorry for Jerome, I give him a fresh s'more. Then, using the multitude of other s'mores I made, I make a pit of gooey marshmallows and lure you into it and trap you. I then gingerly grab the sandwich from your hand before returning to the fire and starting on yet another s'more with Jerome.

I just see all the grey boxes and go "I wonder what I could come up with here..." something like whimsy + preservation = immature or ignorant

Handsoutclass all of your utensils. I can think of no better way to eat any food than with my hands. Burgers? Hands Pizza? Hands Rice? Hands Steak? Hands Soup? Hands Hands are just the best. Where some utensils fail, hands can do it all.

so is it y=1 x=17?

Sick of all this pacifist-ism, I throw the sandwich at The Clarinetist and start to make a s'more.

Heres a microwave pancake I've got a racing bib

I don't think anyone finds my interests besides Sanderson weird, but my school is big on theatre, so maybe my stage tech knowlage would be strange to others TPBM enjoys amateur theatre (high school, Middle school, community productions)

Granted. whenever you want to use left or right you have to do the "L" trick with your hands I wish for an unbreakable rubber band

*The NPD sends an offering of high quality manure to the dragon, in hopes of gaining some favor*

40% of my Chem grade! What's your favorite kitchen tool to put your finger in?

Here's all the socks you lost in the dryer I've got a fake bob Ross painting

I have a school issued Chromebook and I couldn't tell you what a NVIDIA graphics card is. TPBM still has their childhood blanket/stuffed animal.

granted. you permanently have roller blades on the bottom of your feet I wish for an inhuman understanding of chemistry to pass my AP test

a pencil, probably is this man innocent or guilty based on this evidence?

* the NPD Representative arrives, part of his skin is black and peeling (in a potato sense)* "I suggest we ignore the gnomes for the time being, and attack the people eating potatoes. Maybe we should also deal with the dragon."

I'm just wondering who you would expect to say yes to that, because it's certainly not me TPBM has an account on Duolingo

*as a potato refugee, watch in horror as you eat my potato brethren* *flees to less crispy section of Spudgart*

In elementary school, I would have a dream where the zombie apocalypse started in the lunchroom and we had to barricade ourselves in the kitchen, only the kitchen was just empty and nothing like the actual kitchen. There was also one where me and my dad had a house in the middle of the jungle, and I slept on the top of our bunk bed we had (in the dream, not in real life). It would always start with a T-Rex busting into our house and eating my dad while I hid on the top bunk. Then later in the dream, my dad would just come back and we would ride dinosaurs. If you can't tell, this was also an elementary school dream.

I have to practically do a backbend to see through the blinds, but when I do, I can see a tree The person below me knows more than one name for

*stands awkwardly in separate corner because I'm uncomfortable with excessive hugging*