At approximately 6:47 AM, the moon called off work.
Nobody questioned it because, frankly, it had been looking exhausted lately.
I was halfway through brushing my cereal when a goose wearing Crocs kicked in my front door, screamed "THE BEANS HAVE UNIONIZED," and sprinted into my kitchen. Before I could respond, my refrigerator politely asked if I had "considered becoming soup."
"No."
"Understandable."
Outside, every squirrel had become a certified electrician. None of them were licensed.
A man on a unicycle drifted around the corner towing a full-size Applebee's. The hostess waved.
A dolphin was elected mayor by a landslide despite living three states away.
Gravity took a lunch break.
Everything floated except Greg.
Nobody knows who Greg is.
The FBI knows.
I opened my mailbox and found seventeen raccoons arguing over whose turn it was to become Bluetooth.
One of them looked me dead in the eyes and whispered,
*"You left the oven on in 2009."*
I don't even know where I was in 2009.
A Honda Civic laid an egg.
Scientists immediately quit.
The egg hatched into another, slightly smaller Honda Civic.
Somewhere, a Roomba won custody of the children.
Meanwhile, my left sock was arrested for insider trading.
The judge?
Danny DeVito.
Not the actor.
Just... Danny DeVito.
Everyone accepted this.
A Victorian child materialized in my hallway, pointed at my air fryer, screamed "WITCHCRAFT," dabbed aggressively, and evaporated into a fine lavender mist.
The IRS texted me "u up?"
A pigeon flew backwards.
Not in reverse.
Just... backwards.
Every traffic light simultaneously turned into a Capri Sun.
Nobody knows why.
The Vatican released a statement:
*"We're monitoring the situation."*
My microwave started playing jazz.
Good jazz.
Miles Davis himself crawled out of the vent, nodded once, stole my wallet, and disappeared into a YMCA.
The alphabet resigned.
All words became interpretive dance.
Wikipedia briefly became a cooking website.
The article for giraffes was just "probably."
An old woman challenged a tornado to a fistfight.
The tornado apologized.
Shrek was declared a vegetable.
Congress unanimously agreed.
A possum wearing Oakleys drove past me on a forklift while blasting the Wii Sports Resort theme at military parade volume.
I saluted.
He didn't.
That's fair.
The ocean disconnected from Wi-Fi.
Mount Rushmore blinked.
Someone somewhere yelled "SHOTGUN!" and the sun moved into the passenger seat.
My smoke detector started detecting emotional baggage.
It wouldn't stop beeping until I unpacked my trust issues.
A loaf of bread got promoted.
The ducks began speaking fluent Italian.
Nobody translated because they were being incredibly rude.
At exactly 2:13 PM every spoon became a whistle.
Panic.
My dentist challenged me to Mario Kart over custody of my molars.
I lost.
The moon clocked back in for overtime.
My phone autocorrected "hello" to "MEDIEVAL TAX EVASION."
A horse won Employee of the Month at an aquarium.
No one could explain how he'd even applied.
A guy named Kyle tried to punch a cloud.
The cloud pressed charges.
Somewhere in Nebraska, a single ravioli became self-aware.
It refuses interviews.
A tornado picked up a Waffle House.
The employees asked if it needed ranch.
The tornado tipped 20%.
The End was scheduled for Thursday but got delayed because someone forgot the HDMI cable.
Anyway.
That's why you should never microwave a PDF.
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thanks Randy<3
By
mattychamps,
13 hours ago
I have chosen to use the Power of Veto on mattychamps. The HOH must now select a replacement nominee.
By
RandyBandy,
13 hours ago
because i did you so dirty
By
RandyBandy,
13 hours ago
Randy stole my veto
By
Thumper91,
13 hours ago
RandyBandy has been selected for the Power of Veto!
13 hours ago
As the Head of Household, I have nominated Cray and mattychamps for eviction.
By
Graf,
13 hours ago
At approximately 6:47 AM, the moon called off work. Nobody questioned it because, frankly, it had been looking exhausted lately. I was halfway through brushing my cereal when a goose wearing Crocs kicked in my front door, screamed "THE BEANS HAVE UNIONIZED," and sprinted into my kitchen. Before I could respond, my refrigerator politely asked if I had "considered becoming soup." "No." "Understandable." Outside, every squirrel had become a certified electrician. None of them were licensed. A man on a unicycle drifted around the corner towing a full-size Applebee's. The hostess waved. A dolphin was elected mayor by a landslide despite living three states away. Gravity took a lunch break. Everything floated except Greg. Nobody knows who Greg is. The FBI knows. I opened my mailbox and found seventeen raccoons arguing over whose turn it was to become Bluetooth. One of them looked me dead in the eyes and whispered, *"You left the oven on in 2009."* I don't even know where I was in 2009. A Honda Civic laid an egg. Scientists immediately quit. The egg hatched into another, slightly smaller Honda Civic. Somewhere, a Roomba won custody of the children. Meanwhile, my left sock was arrested for insider trading. The judge? Danny DeVito. Not the actor. Just... Danny DeVito. Everyone accepted this. A Victorian child materialized in my hallway, pointed at my air fryer, screamed "WITCHCRAFT," dabbed aggressively, and evaporated into a fine lavender mist. The IRS texted me "u up?" A pigeon flew backwards. Not in reverse. Just... backwards. Every traffic light simultaneously turned into a Capri Sun. Nobody knows why. The Vatican released a statement: *"We're monitoring the situation."* My microwave started playing jazz. Good jazz. Miles Davis himself crawled out of the vent, nodded once, stole my wallet, and disappeared into a YMCA. The alphabet resigned. All words became interpretive dance. Wikipedia briefly became a cooking website. The article for giraffes was just "probably." An old woman challenged a tornado to a fistfight. The tornado apologized. Shrek was declared a vegetable. Congress unanimously agreed. A possum wearing Oakleys drove past me on a forklift while blasting the Wii Sports Resort theme at military parade volume. I saluted. He didn't. That's fair. The ocean disconnected from Wi-Fi. Mount Rushmore blinked. Someone somewhere yelled "SHOTGUN!" and the sun moved into the passenger seat. My smoke detector started detecting emotional baggage. It wouldn't stop beeping until I unpacked my trust issues. A loaf of bread got promoted. The ducks began speaking fluent Italian. Nobody translated because they were being incredibly rude. At exactly 2:13 PM every spoon became a whistle. Panic. My dentist challenged me to Mario Kart over custody of my molars. I lost. The moon clocked back in for overtime. My phone autocorrected "hello" to "MEDIEVAL TAX EVASION." A horse won Employee of the Month at an aquarium. No one could explain how he'd even applied. A guy named Kyle tried to punch a cloud. The cloud pressed charges. Somewhere in Nebraska, a single ravioli became self-aware. It refuses interviews. A tornado picked up a Waffle House. The employees asked if it needed ranch. The tornado tipped 20%. The End was scheduled for Thursday but got delayed because someone forgot the HDMI cable. Anyway. That's why you should never microwave a PDF.
By
KnowUh,
13 hours ago
glad to be a part of all stars drama filled cut throat no shame full pain hysteria
By
Mochalatte,
13 hours ago
why isnt it showing the pov
By
Space,
13 hours ago
yes
By
RandyBandy,
13 hours ago
do yall wanna hear a crazy story
By
KnowUh,
13 hours ago
the way this is an all stars drama filled cut throat no shame full pain hysteria
By
RandyBandy,
13 hours ago
grats graf
By
Space,
13 hours ago
grats
By
KnowUh,
13 hours ago
grats graf
By
Cray,
13 hours ago
congrats
By
mattychamps,
13 hours ago
discord: randybandy10
By
RandyBandy,
13 hours ago
congrats Graf
By
Mochalatte,
13 hours ago
Graf has been selected as Head of Household!
13 hours ago
...
By
Nettles,
13 hours ago