me, watching the tiny actively dump rat posion in my mug of tea: what did I do now?
the tiny: you cannot keep playing Video Killed The Radio Star on loop. you can’t. I’m tired. it’s been days. I can only listen to that infernal song for so long
me, picking up and drinking my tea because I built up an immunity to rat poison since the first time the tiny has tried to kill me: tough luck bitch we’re in our 70s-80s era. there is no stops on this train ride
sometimes im like "wow holy shit im being really fucking annoying. i should stop talking" and then i pull out my magic 8 ball and it says "youve always been annoying and your friends chose to talk you anyways. youll be fine" and im like wow thanks magic 8 ball. and then the ogre attacks me