I thought Texas was supposed to be hot

(from folklore)
when someone is glowing brighter than the sun, the sun in this galaxy gets jealous and turns off. the world remains lit by the new star's glorious rays. the only place there is detectable change is in Texas, where the temperature drops dramatically. and so everyone's all 'what I thought Texas was supposed to be hot!' as in 'a new, brighter, more powerful star has been born.'

damn juul pod, you see that shot of Mel @ her new PAYING job?? I thought Texas was supposed to be hot

I thought I could you give you guys a chicken

I thought I could give you give you guys a chicken

Yeah I thought I could you give you guys a chicken

I did what I thought what right

And where you RIGHT to do that... Or where you WORNG? OH, NO. I KNOW. I know you're a woman so you don't understand what WRONG is or what BEING WRONG feels like but it LOOKS something like this:

A wrong person "I did what I thought what right 🥺"

Hym "THAT'S WHAT BEING WRONG LOOKS LIKE! ☝️ THAT RIGHT THERE! WRONG! BAD!"

thoughts feelings emotions

The best way to ask for someone’s opinions

1: *details of plan full of hi-jinx and slaying* so thoughts Feelings Emotions
2: yes

school thought

Like a shower thought but in school instead

Person 1: I had a school thought earlier today, why is it called a restroom if you fight for your life inside
Person 2: Exactly!

Like a philosopher in thought

Another way of saying someone is extremely attractive

Oh my god, look at her, she’s so beautiful, like a philosopher in thought

Crown of thought

Phrase used before and after a slightly threatening phrase. It is used to alert the listener that the speaker is an abusive, chain-smoking, American woman who feels like they can buy a younger husband and keep him isolated and locked away doing housework. You can also identify these woman by sight: they often put their dentures in the dishwasher until the gums are bleached white and look like lumps of white plastic, they use heavy insta filters to try change their appearance in a weak attempt to hide their internal ugliness, and their appearance reminds some people of sentient ball sacks.

Crown of thought. Me ‘n Mykol jus’ need yer eggs darlin. I kin tote ‘em. Crown of thought.