The RBT menu has a new addition.
“Press four to hear a frog croak,” offers the monotone. Roberta is the only force on campus more mysterious than yours truly. Do not question her programmed will, or the ever changing tenor of her voice. Croak, you programmed froggies. Croak for your electronic queen and her unwilling registration slaves.
Thursday’s Forecast: For only $3 they’ll say Budweiser.
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“dusty rusty crusty musty ass california hills”
“frowning in plaid (haunted radios, bird bones + anthropomorphized wind)”
“warming my hands on bridges i’ve burnt”
“songs that make me see god”
“My Playlist #236”
“classy wine moment and intellectual conversation”
“90s heroin chic model off duty”
“tweet tweet bird emoji map emoji”
“not my circus, not my monkeys”
“a grave is probably cheaper than an apartment”
“ATE THESE BITCHES LEFT NO CRUMBS / DID IT IN DESIGNER PUMPS”
