GYSO Drawing Part 35 - Intentionally Left Blank

Published: 2020-06-21

Introduction

Thor: Yeah that’s fascinating!

Tim: And then after that you asked me what happened after that.

Thor: What happened after that?

Tim: Save the What Happens Next shit for the blog.

Thor: Wait, I think I’m forgetting something… Right!

Hi and welcome to GYSO Drawing Part 35! There’s been some strange stuff happening here recently. I’m using a new microphone! That gum you like is going to come back in style! We can’t overload the melon pornography business any more than we have already, and it’s really uncomfortable to make so the Get Your Skills On brand is taking an indefinite hiatus from that business.

Tim: Maybe if I eat my hand I’ll have release from the scourge of typing this shit.

Thor: Yes, but we’re better than that. Let’s get started!

What went right?

Tim: So what do you want this post to be about, my oh so dear deer friend?

Thor:

Tim: Oddly reticent today, aren’t we? Ah well. What’s up with that penguin named Mona Lisa?

Mona Lisa: Quack.

Thor: Oh, and I deleted my Facebook account!

Tim: Did that penguin just quack? Why is it named Mona Lisa? What’s going on.

Thor:

Tim: …Congrats on deleting your Facebook account! That’s a big jump, and I’m sure once you get used to it you’ll feel a lot happier. Facebook is Evil with a capital E, man.

Thor:

Tim: Ummmm… Anyone know what to do when you’re friend is having a text-based stroke? What are the signs of that again? I know that the web scraping robots that read this blog don’t even know what “blood” is, but I could really use some help here guys.

Thor:

Tim: This feels like that one time Thor died in the early GYSO post and I had to write some really cringy and edgy shit to get him back. I even burned some paper in my garage to complete the effect. This blog has ruined me… C’mon, Thor! Say something!

What went wrong?

Thor: There’s a lot of shit happening all the time. Life feels like an endless barrage of things that happen.

Tim: Oh! You’re bacc! You went kind of silent there buddy. You feeling okay?

Thor:

Tim: You’re right, of course.

Thor:

Tim: I know what you mean. There’s always so much to do, only to get distracted making some revolutionary shell script that nobody besides yourself would actually end up using since it takes way too many intuition leaps to really understand the true potential of, only for you to wonder if you just like the idea or if the idea actually is good, only to remind yourself that as long as you like it than it’s a good idea, only to end up typing a GYSO post up instead, only to get carpel tunnel, only to make a video game for a bit, only to go for a jog, only to take a nap, only to fucking die.

Thor:

Tim: Oh god he’s doing it again. Thor? THOR?

Thor:

Tim: What does this have to do with green beans?

What happens next?

Thor: What would you think about an updated Emacs review?

Tim: A- Wha- Dude! What’s going on? You can do an Emacs review, man. I don’t care any more, please just stop being creepy. Christ.

Thor: Yes, but we’re better than that. It can be more catch-all computer stuff that we do.

Tim: I feel like I’m having a conversation with myself. Is this some sort of advanced trolling? Have you been consumed by the void? Are you secretly using GPT negative 5 to write these replies? What’s with the silence? Is this lore? Are you making gyso lore right now motherfucker? You’re making we worried and angry!

Thor:

Tim: The below reply is GYSO cannon. Is this some sort of advanced trolling? Have you been consumed by the void? Are you secretly using GPT negative 5 to write these replies? What’s with the silence? Is this lore? Are you making gyso lore right now motherfucker? You’re making we worried and angry!

Thor:

Tim: Is it my fault? Have I finally gone to far with something?

Thor:

Tim: I’m kinda freaking out right now man. Do I have to do another ritual? I’ll do it, but you never really told me you were happy being resurrected last time. Do you want that? What do you need? What’s going on?

Thor:

Tim: You’re obviously still concious. I don’t need to do necromancy. Do I need to get a doctor? A witch doctor? Which witch doctor? Hahhahaha…

Thor:

Tim: Come on man, you normally at least pretend to hate my jokes.

Thor:

Tim: Guys. Dear readers. I’m gonna level with you here. I need to take Thor to the doctor. Or something. Maybe this is nothing, maybe it’s and bad joke, maybe it’s my horrible swamp ass; I dunno. I’m going to figure this out and maybe get an answer. Or something.

Thor: