also according to michael collins when the three of them were discussing what neil armstrong should say when he first stepped on the moon, collins suggested armstrong say “Oh, my God, what is that thing?” and then scream and cut out his mic.
Everyone forgets Michael Collins and it’s fucking tragic.
They’re older than Florida. The Floridian peninsula is the solidified runoff of the Appalachians that got caught on some coral. It’s why we’re like this, I think. You don’t stand a chance of being normal when you were created by the shed skin of an elder god draping itself over a hollow skeleton. You’re always going to be a little Off.
For years I’ve heard that those booby mousepads are actually really good for a person with carpal tunnel syndrome but didn’t decide to test that knowledge because I don’t want to buy a booby mousepad that would make me some sort of sex pervert, I was raised Catholic I’m a good boy not a sex pervert. But earlier this year I bought a Gigan body pillow as a joke only to find out body pillows are actually really comfortable sleep aids, so… so I bought one… I bought a booby mousepad.
…and my wrist feels so much better when I’m using it.
How many other comforts and aids have I forsaken because they’re embarrassingly horny? How many discomforts have I endured purely out of a societal shame about expressing anything sexual? This world is fucked man.