Friendy
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A bunch a best buds who have been creating music together since childhood. We asp
“Ryan, I’ve been watching your videos and just wanted to say they’re seriously inspiring, your take on simp culture is so real and refreshing. Big respect for what you’re doing. I’d love to collaborate sometime if you’re open to it 🙌
…also something about the cosmic algorithm aligning and the pixels whispering your name into the void ✨”
Tried
Couldn’t help it no more
The closing walls
Are forcing you out
If there are flies around while you’re doing laundry, the goal isn’t really to “launder with flies” but to keep them away from your clothes and eliminate the source attracting them. Here’s the most efficient way to handle it:
🧺 1. Remove the attraction first
Flies are there for a reason—usually odor, moisture, or organic residue.
Don’t let dirty laundry sit too long, especially sweaty clothes or food-stained items
Rinse heavily soiled items before tossing them in the hamper
Use a hamper with a lid if possible
🪰 2. Keep flies out during washing
Close windows/doors while sorting and loading laundry
Turn on a fan—flies hate strong airflow
If needed, quickly shoo them out before starting
🧼 3. Wash properly (this kills eggs/larvae)
Use hot water when safe for fabrics
Add a strong detergent
Optional: add a cup of white vinegar to help sanitize and remove odors
🌞 4. Dry thoroughly
Use a dryer on medium/high heat, or
Dry clothes outside only if flies aren’t landing on them (otherwise use indoors)
🧽 5. Clean the laundry area
Wipe down surfaces and the washer lid
Take out nearby trash
Check for hidden sources (food scraps, drains, etc.)
🚫 6. Prevent them coming back
Keep the area dry and clean
Use fly traps or natural repellents (like basil or vinegar traps)
Seal entry points if flies are getting indoors
Lo, in the twilight of a waning summer’s eve, when the wind did whisper soft upon the thatch, there came a most curious tale to pass.
Upon the roof of Sir Aldwyn’s humble keep—yea, the very crest where moss and time held dominion—was found a band most strange and wondrous: not of men, nor minstrels fair, but of crabs, clad as though they were knights of old.
Their shells did gleam like burnish’d mail, their claws rais’d high as if in noble oath. Chief among them stood one of mighty girth, Sir Crustaceon the Red, whose carapace bore the mark of many tides. At his side were others: Dame Shelly of the East Foam, and young Squire Pinch, eager yet untested.
“Attend thee,” quoth Sir Crustaceon, his voice a curious clatter upon the shingles, “for we have journey’d far from the briny deep to claim yon height as our hall.”
And thus did they march—sideways, as is their wont—across the roof’s crooked spine, their claws beating a rhythm most akin to war drums. The villagers below, spying this odd host, did tremble and murmur, for never had such a sight been seen in all the realm.
Sir Aldwyn himself did ascend the ladder, sword in hand, yet paused upon beholding the tiny knights. “What manner of sorcery be this?” he cried.
Then spake Dame Shelly, gentle yet firm: “Fear not, good sir. We seek no quarrel, but a kingdom high and dry, where gull nor wave may trouble us.”
The knight, though baffled sore, did lower his blade. For in their tiny forms there shone a valor most true.
So was a pact made beneath the setting sun: the roof for the crab-band, the hearth for the man. And oft, when night fell deep, one might hear above the tiles the clack of claws in merry song—a band of knights, born of sea, yet sworn to sky.
Thus endeth the tale of the Crab Knights of the Rooftop, whose legend lingereth still in whispered wind and salted dream.
“hey man, we love your comedy, you’re better than us in every way! we wrote a song which really reminded us of this skit you made a long time ago, can you please check it out? and if you’d be down even do a collab post with us on it? all of our social security numbers will be sent to you by tomorrow. thank you so much bro we love you, you’re our biggest inspiration”
P.S. we can do your laundry
Simp = human dog
Guys this is the worst day of my life… Isabella Fermata ghosted my text this morning… Do you have any advice?
02/17/2026
Thanks for ghosting me! Have you checked out our new song Simp yet? If not, that’s so fine, don’t worry… I can do your laundry for you 🧺❤️
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