stormy sound the furry blog thing idk

There was this show i remember called mr maker where a man consisting entirely of hair gel had a weird halucination that this suitcase house full of shapes came to life and that every issue could be fixed with pipe cleaners. most sane british tv show host The show basically shows you how to stick googly eyes on a toilet roll, but that isnt why i bring it up. Imagine its world war three. the bbc has been mandated to only make shows about world war three, thats how big it is. but how can the brilliance of mister maker continue? ordinance. TODAY ON MISTER MAKER WE ARE MAKING THE H&K G36! You will need: pipe cleaner, some paper card, googly eyes, ballistic grade polymer, a picatinny rail system, internal bolt and trigger mechanisms, and 5x56 nato standard rounds!                                                    things turned very quickly. Alternatively, you...

 The very idea of a car to me is odd. If you think of it at the bare minimum, its a box made of floor rocks that go forward due to liquid exploding dinosaurs. and having one we wasted more fake things that dont actually exist that we spend our lives trying to own more of to be stable, so we can feel like we are more dominant than the other homonids. WHY. THESE ARE THE SAME AMOUNT OF CAR SURELY THESE SHOULD BOTH BE REGARDED SIMILARLY BECAUSE THEY BOTH NYOOOOM. And then you get cars these days which are more likely to kill homonids but that doesnt matter because my nissan baldhobo is more expensive than your fiat tutti frutti. WHY ARE CARS IMPORTANT. THEY ALL GO FORWARDS. unless it doesnt. forward motion is importanter than how good it is at pedestrian bowling. i also dont understand why people dont get that SMALL CAR FIT BETTER IN SPACES. OH NO I CANT FIT MAYBE BECAUSE YOUR DRIVING A CAR THE SIZE OF YOUR VIEW OF FAMILY LIFE! jeez. thats all bai. p.s. here is an apple.

 Anxiety is a real thing. i should know, i am anxiety sometimes. the fear of AAAAAAH WHAT HAPPEN WHAT DO WHAT. having anxiety is like being a vaccum cleaner who doesnt want to work because he might harm someone. nobody likes you for it but they try to keep you knowing you are trying your best. For me, the biggest feeder of anxiety is anxiety itself. im anxious about being anxious.which makes me anxious.  goshdarnit. this is all my thoughts, i dont have them often, but when i do they are extremely underwealming compared to my WEIRD ASS ACTIONS i do. i dont think. bye.

 hallo i am brain'nt i havent brain yes. when i brain'nt i dont think because brain brr go yes. if i then maybe brain work do? no. If i no brain then i cannot think because brain no brain work brain. i have no brain. cells. i count on one hand yes good is yes. carrots. why do birds fall out of the sky? because gun? mayb mayb not actually stupid silly moment yes no brain oki bai

 help my arms are being dumb. i went on a really long bike ride and now i look like zoidberg.   face reveal my arms were like, red as  the colour red. it was one of many times when i just thought. what if i could turn the sun off. i really want to burn the sun. help. thats the reason ive been sleep deprived for like, fucking days, because sleeping with actual radiation burns on your arms isnt easy. and i hear you asking "stormy why werent you wearing sunblock" and "stormy, ive been good let me out of the basement." no i will not. also i was wearing sunblock, it was just that kind of sunblock that is full of C H U N K S. idk about shit tho, i wanted to bicycle into some inoocent pedestrians. anywass my arms are like, itchy as heck, so thats cool. oki thx bai. ps. dont eat tv remotes.

 2025. i wrote this on the 2nd because im a lazy bum who cant even correct my grammar. deal with it, fuckos. 2025 came with the realisation that every thing is still the same amout of crappy as before. nothing changes from day to day. we all stay the same. some people are there, some arent any more. that doesnt matter. time is a human concept that the universe doesnt care about. get hit by a train it doesnt matter whethere its a tuesday or a saturday, ur fucking dead. nothing cares. time isnt a real thing, just the effects of real things. if everything is real. anyways this is the peak intelligence of my brain and i now must go back to thinking about people in massive animal costumes and stuff.  ah yes, billy idaho. no more blog im tired piss off now. jk just go next page.