Pain
Deadpool lives here.
They don’t have a local recycling programme.
Divorced man, mid-forties, job pays well but not great, tried to get into old interests to stave off depression but collecting action figures didn’t do it and he couldn’t remember how to play the ukulele, which is like the one thing that made him interesting in high school. So, he turned to those early college years when he and his friends, whom he hasn’t talked to in ages, would stay up all night smashing Jägermeister and having heady though naive conversations about the world and how things ought to be. Night after night he sat on his balcony, looking at a world that would be better if only it listened to him, ignoring his broken instrument, smashed in frustration, and occasionally espousing his philosophy 101 understanding of nihilism to his last remaining friend, the Batman, until one late night, after finishing a nice piss, the pain became too great and, in a drunken stupor, he slowly allowed himself to fall over the balcony into the sweet release of death. He left behind only unanswered emails and texts from his worried adult children. A pitiful end to a pitiful life so completely devoid of significance that the character doesn’t even warrant a name.
New copy-pasta arrives.
That made me think of Jethro Tull - Aqualung
This is art, but for the lack of mention of the piss spot on the far right. My guess is that he gave up on all decorum or hope for the future and started pissing almost over the side of the balcony. Then as he leaned over to see his last attempt to create something meaningful splash on the pavement below he looked a bit too far. It was not a planned act of finality, yet in that moment of weightlessness his last, fleeting thought was, “Probably for the best…”
Yes but neither of you mentioned the piss spot on the balcony above. This is not our nameless hero’s piss but the piss of his upstairs neighbor. He came out to his balcony and noticed a miraculous stream, sticking his head out too far to determine the source. His final thought was “What a beautiful day for rain”
Fair. I missed the anteceding piss headwater. It pains me to think our antihero died perhaps with a full bladder.
Jesus Christ
Username doesn’t match…
Let’s rename him Bard_with_Superior_Deductive_Reasoning_Skills
Superiocre_bard
You ok, bro?
Lol, none of us are.
I heard that in Kim Katsuragi’s voice
“You seem to be following me”
if only someone stopped him from falling over…
I knew this guy :/
a bunch of uke chords are 1 or 2 fingers, and due to the short finger board you can easily reach 6-8 frets in a single grip. It’s easy to get into.
It’s just not the same as it was, bro.
I like the lil batman puppet.
Who do you think drank all of that. Seems to be the only one on the deck from what I can see.
That I have yet to hit rock bottom. Bottoms up, peeps! slams back some Jägermeister
Batman with a kitbashed symbiote Spider-Man head
Somebody replaced Lutris with Bottles?
It’s very clear that we’re looking at the universe where Deadpool is a chair. Not many other people could drink that much hard liquor and survive, and the ukulele and Batman figurine track
That musicians get paid in some good alcohol
:(
That I need to get my shit off my balcony and figure out who’s the asshole taking pictures of my apartment without my consent.
We dont need your consent, its a free country and visible to anybody
Found’em
nope, just look at their username
Nah ,try again
Are those bottles of jager in a circle?
Nah bro, that’s like a 40-hedron
Lol.
Yes.
1.75l or 3 liter too.
Damn didn’t know they made 3 liter bottles of jager.
I don’t think you can get them in the States but yeah you can get them.
https://www.tiktok.com/@trans_africa_tours/video/7299478611336170757?lang=en
Must be doing alright to be organising them so neatly like that.
Is that the Millennium Falcon?
Oh feck yeah I see it too…
Cockpit is on the wrong side, but I’m not sure I’d be able to tell after a bottle of Jäger either.
