Night gathers, and now my watch begins.
watch me and 3 friends try to eat 100 Mcnuggets
this is very important
this is the best thing ive ever watched
i used the pretty boy’s pocket pistol i had crafted in my last attempt to craft winger/flying guillotine. i was keeping my fingers crossed, hoping i’d be successful this time.
THERE NEEDS TO BE SOME SORT OF FUCKING RULE STATING THAT CRAFTING PRODUCTS WILL NOT BE REPEATS OF AN ITEM YOU USED TO CRAFT THAT PRODUCT.
fic where steve is having his morning run but sam is nowhere in sight so he just has to run on his own with no one to tease about how slow they are but then suddenly nyoooom “ON YOUR RIGHT” sam screams as he passes flying by and puSHES STEVE INTO THE FOUNTAIN