(10000-word essay about the stupidity of consumerism)
How bad is a fluffy’s life when they’re fighting over literal shit?
If they figured out it has almost as much nutrition as food, or its just a winter where most of the herd is dead.
Or its the only thing they have to fight about.
It might not smell pretty, but it apparently helps tummy hurties.
Haha… lol
Now that`s what I call a couple of trained litterpals.
The worst kind of arguments are shitty arguments.
Shows these earthies are survivors, hope they survive the long run to “gwow big n stwong”
Realization: they’re both identifying as bebbeh, not smahteh. Rough life.
You are now entering The Twilight Zone.
Also, lol puns.
Flashback to 2 of my cousins fighting over a man in their 20s.
ah yes, the rare scarab-fluffy. unfortunately it has a few more bugs in its code to iron out due to the sheer amount of shit a normal fluffy makes, so they tend to quickly get bogged down with more shit than they can handle. that, and their babies tending to get mashed if they roll their shitballs wrong.
That title is brilliant!