Tagged: dy/dx rush


My crusade against the UR parking office

I allowed my predator to believe I was prey — let them roam the jungle, beat their chest, and act like they could never be defeated.

The very hungry (brain)worm

So, in other words, I deal with the understanding of language, and boy, do I like to fiddle. I’m what makes you read “I scream” as “ice cream,” “I see cream” as “ice cream,” “onion beans” as “ice cream.”

This is not a joke.

This is not a joke. This is no laughing matter. It’s not intended to be funny or perhaps even humorous. I’m serious in everything that I’m saying right now.