there is something in between my brain and my mouth that stops words from reaching my mouth occasionally (i think it’s called aphasia) and if you’re patient and give me a few minutes i can write a sentence that sounds professional and has all the right words. If i gotta dash of fifty of them in a minute i’m going to sound like an inebriated clown who is speaking their third language. some might be poetic, some might be funny, but they’re going to be all over the place as i try to remember what that thing that makes the hard crunchy cold drink stuff tasty drink fuck whats it ICE YES FINALLY SHUT UP
there is something in between my brain and my mouth that stops words from reaching my mouth occasionally (i think it’s called aphasia) and if you’re patient and give me a few minutes i can write a sentence that sounds professional and has all the right words. If i gotta dash of fifty of them in a minute i’m going to sound like an inebriated clown who is speaking their third language. some might be poetic, some might be funny, but they’re going to be all over the place as i try to remember what that thing that makes the hard crunchy cold drink stuff tasty drink fuck whats it ICE YES FINALLY SHUT UP
we play the hand we’re glorped