The details of my life are quite inconsequential… very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet.
Grown-ass llama here. I use element, signal, and simple x for communications with friends and family.
I think it’s important to have secure private messaging between individuals and groups. We get to talk about all kinds of stuff, asynchronously across multiple time zones.
Big Boss needs to talk to you, Snake.
I about pissed myself laughing at this goats face