Oh my god this one rhymes.
It’s a good thing I don’t have a date tonight because then I would never have time to produce these masterpieces.
Ahahahaha i miss being single and bitter
I’m not sure this is what you were going for, Anonymous, but I just hope that if I know you in real life you don’t get offended and poison my cookies.
Matching radsuit cuties
They probably got too excited and bumped heads oops
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Monty Python and the Holy Grail Horse Action Figure.
JESUS CHRIST
SCP-261: Pan-dimensional Vending
SCP-261 appears to be a large black vending machine with no glass panel and a keypad on the right side. It was found Yokohama, Japan and its origins are unknown. When money is placed into SCP-261 and a three-digit number is entered on the keypad, SCP-261 will vend a random item.he number entered on the keypad has no effect on the item vended, nor has any pattern been detected. Items are always some form of “snack food”, and typically have bright, attention-grabbing packaging. If SCP-261 is used several times in a short period of time, is used while unpowered, and/or large amounts of money are entered before an item is vended, SCP-261 will start to dispense bizarre items. While still “food”, their suitability for human consumption is often non-existent. A full log of objects vended can be found here.
This is my favorite one.
I do really love the pan dimensional vending machine.
I just read the whole thing. I love it. Very Hitchhiker’s Guide.
woah
always reblog SCP
Money entered: 500 yen
SCP-261 Powered or Unpowered: Powered
Item description: <Unknown> - Milk chocolate replica of human male sexual organ, approximately six and a half inches from base to head, in foil wrapping with unknown language resembling Korean on label. Hollow, filled with liquid white chocolate. Edible. Testing concluded.Fuck yes SCP.
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don’t judge me until you have walked two mile with a five pound bag of gummy worms under your arm
get in losers we’re going field-tripping
on acid probablyWhat if she wasn’t even their teacher. What if she was just their acid dropping bus driver who would tell them to get in and then they’d dope up and just sit in the parked bus for hours mumbling about science and stuff.
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