[spins around in chair ominously] i’ve been expecting y- [chair continues to spin] shit [tries to stop spinning] shit [tries to grab at a lamp or table to stop spinning] sHIT [falls out of chair]
Sitting on top of tables is one of the most satisfying things, I don’t even know why it just feels so perfect.
Sitting on top of tables increases happiness by 5000%. I wonder if anyone actually knows why.
we’re all cats in disguise?
If there was a ghost in my house i’d probably never notice it like i’d close a door and when i come back its strangely opened again and i’d just like “fuck i thought i closed it im so fucking stupid”