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I would discard various limbs for this. I am not joking. It is the most advanced piece of human
technology ever created. And it is probably in the hands of some 90 year old BruceWayne/Scrub
I have really weird goals in life. Like, human beings will usually spend a lifetime trying to save money for some advanced spacecar that has very impressive audio so they can drive around and blast Tupac and just, adding 20 dollar bills into gas tanks constantly.
Like, I don’t drive. I’m not a driver. My parents raised me around biking. Bikes are my “thing” growing up the most liberating experience was my parents buying me a bike and just said “go explore earth” and that is exactly what I did. It was like my bike and I would just cruise around my town and every day go a little further just to see what I can see, find new places and just explore.
It sounds very “old” of me because young people now will grow up on cellphones and laptops or whatever. I love Vespa’s. I just, I can’t not be amazed by how compact and adorable they are. I’m still saving for mine because you need to find the right one. They’re incredibly expensive, but how can you not love Vespas?
Life Goals:
Obtain through treasure chest:
Welsh Corgi
Vintage Vespa
GREAT GOALS BRAH!
Thought making a trailer would be fun, but instead it’s incredibly frustrating. Technology 1 Me 0.
I am v picky about sock selection because the requirement for a suitable sock is having some kind of design/pattern on it. Yeah, I think Argyle Socks are relevant to human existence.
Also, I only buy certain pairs of shoes. Like, I just have rows of deceased Chucks in my room. Sometimes around Halloween I will allow children, if they’re brave enough to look into my closet/chuck graveyard and they are usually p scarred for life:
I love how there is just, a gaping hole in the side and the color has just, turned to an age equivalent to a 90 year old human. Just another corpse in my elephant graveyard of shoes… Idk I don’t throw shoes away for some reason.
I have these light green ones. They’re pretty crazy. I am sure a year from now it will just have like, a wrinkled pair of laces that once resembled undead kitties and various battle scars all over from when I cannot coordinate my steps and fall into really obscure things :[
All life begins with socks and ends with socks Nuu
