I baked you a pie
Oh boy what flavor?
PIE PIE PIE
Hey dad I'm hungry
Hi hungry I'm dad!
Why did you name me this way?
WHY WHY WHY?!

me: let's finger paint!
paint: WHAT! 😨
lets: I'm scared
scared: no I'm scared
no : Hi scared
Skibiti toilet: fein fein fein fein fein fein fein 🤑🤑🤑
ENGLISH OR SPANISH 😈
mah bois: frozen 🥶
sus caseoh: moves CAN I GET A HOYAAAA?
me: AYOO- 😳
Jonkler: Why so serious 👽
those who know:💀(only in balkans)
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Master Ryan Buttlord — a distinguished young gentleman of five-and-three-quarters years, currently enrolled at Little Laureates Daycare & Academy for the Bright and Brilliant.

Known for his impeccable manners, a fondness for bowties, and an uncanny ability to color within the lines, Ryan graced the playroom this morning with his signature blend of quiet confidence and chocolate milk diplomacy.

Today, Master Buttlord arrived with a delightful treat tucked neatly into his corduroy blazer pocket — a modest yet vibrant box of Nerds candy, which he shared (selectively but graciously) with fellow pupils during circle time. His selection of the classic grape and strawberry mix has since sparked lively conversation among the snack-time elite.

With an eye for order, a taste for tangy confectionery, and a reputation for always putting his toys back exactly where he found them, Ryan Buttlord remains a paragon of preschool poise.

🎂 cake

Democracy? Democracy? Democracy is not what these people need – hell, it’s not even what they want. America has been trying to install democracies in nations for a century, and it hasn't worked one time. These countries don’t have the most basic building blocks to support a democracy. Little things like we ought to be tolerant of those who disagree with us. We ought to be tolerant of those who worship a different god than us. That a journalist ought to be able to disagree with the President! And you think you could just march into countries based on some fundamentalist religious principles, drop a few bombs, topple a dictator, and start a democracy?! Give me a break. People don’t want freedom. They want boundaries, rules. Protection. From invaders and from themselves. People need a leader who could give them both the support and the constraints to keep chaos at bay. You give them that, and they’ll follow. And that’s where I come in

This is ten percent stinky
Twenty percent salmon
Fifteen percent concentrated smell of sewage
Five percent red eyes
Fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name