you know that one tumblr powerpoint someone made a few months ago about satiation slowly changing the way you perceive humor until at some point you transcend humor altogether and someday we as a society will find only magnified jpeg images of hank hill with the words WEED printed over it hilarious?
i feel like i understand that now. i feel like this is it, this photoset is the surreal, nonsensical apex we are collectively inching towards. it’s vague and incomprehensible and even kind of threatening, but it’s as inevitable as the heat death of the universe and all we can do is submit ourselves to it
- Referring to any four-legged animal as a weird dog
- Massively underestimating the number of nearly uncountable objects
- Massively overestimating the number of clearly countable objects
- Bad puns in TV episode titles
(sorry it took me forever to find time for personal art but here it is!) I loved the idea of the king of monsters being this ancient force of nature capable of destruction and peace.
whatever you do, don’t imagine your favorite character in an oversized sweater. it’s too late for me. tell my family I love th
take me home