Fuck Drake. Me and all my homies hate Drake

This is how I fucking find out?

Well then, that explains something. So what happened to the other me’s?

They really did not need to make DK do an ahegao face in the thumbnail and yet, here we are

Everyone I knew will be at the wake. As the first of my friends and family approach the casket, they let out a gasp. The casket is empty. Suddenly, the lights go out. The Space Jam Theme Song begins to play as the room is illuminated with disco balls and a laser light show. The lights reveal my body is swinging from a ceiling fan in the center of the room. Funerals are too depressing, and I want mine to be a celebration of life. No money is mentioned in my will, it is all going to the open bar

I hate to be that guy, but some doesn’t sit right with me. The sideburns and hair being different in every panel, the banister and… “thing” behind his head have no idea what they are doing in the last panel. It’s tripping AI alarm bells in my head.

Really starting to fucking hate the internet

Since I have to come in to work on Saturday for “a couple of hours” and I know it is going to be a full shift from 2pm to 10pm, I am not exactly in a very productive mood today. If anyone tries to bug me at my desk, I am definitely gonna go out to a random production area and space out while I stare at machinery for a couple of hours

Guess I’m moving to New York, normally I have to pay a lot of money to get that type of experience!

Absolutely not. I’d rather have no documentation and start from scratch than be gaslit by an entire team of people telling me that the very obviously wrong documentation is correct and has been correct for 30 years