"Google, how do I survive the impending End-of-Days?"
'Tis the season to not be a trash-tastic human.
Stay safe out there, guys.
This could be our new normal.
Because lord knows we all need a little help fighting sweat-induced acne.
Say hello to Mrs Miller.
She's not a housewife, she's a hornbag.
People with asthma, lung and heart disease have been urged to stay inside.
All hail the almighty Newie.
Praise be, for our lord and saviour summer is here to deliver us from the year's most disappointing season.
Get your multiple fake email addresses ready.
Long live our long-haired, chaotic king.
It's like my life-long crush has finally, finally acknowledged my existence.
Who needs a ~spooky season~ when your nation's fauna could kill you at any given moment?
Cradle me tenderly in your mighty oak arms, Adam.
Nothing bonds people like shared trauma.
FYI: The first drop sold out in just 48 hours and had a waitlist of 50,000 people strong. 😳😳😳
Pls God, help me escape the Bondi bubble this summer.
Toss all ya beanies in the bottom drawer — the time of the wide brim hat has returned.