what if one morning you woke up and there were a bunch of possessed cucumbers sitting in front of you and they whispered “i want you to make me into a pickle” and you just fucking exploded
you need to go to bed

what if one morning you woke up and there were a bunch of possessed cucumbers sitting in front of you and they whispered “i want you to make me into a pickle” and you just fucking exploded
you need to go to bed
This is possibly the best nightblogging post I’ve ever seen