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by max lavergne. avi is by @wure. read more posts on twitter @prawn_meat. come get an ass kicking linktree.com/maxlavergne
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my buddy says the craziest stuff when i make him plead for his life

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i see myself as a sort of “good wormtongue”, feeding constructive advice and affirmations to my sickly liege

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(seeing a bear in the road and forgetting what to do but remembering there’s specific things to do when you see a bear) you need to accelerate

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i have received 100 ratings on goodreads. next stop: 10000000000000000

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homie pardon my noticing that several of your metres are at 0%

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so you eat the slime? and drink it? the slime nourishes you completely? and all you have to do is climb in the tank?

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(cursed trinket shop owner voice) i’m sure you’ll find something in my shop you can’t live without…

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my buddy bareknuckle bill just evolved into a more powerful form called brassknuckle bill

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“the sun is a ball of superheated gas” well, that’s good to know. but it doesn’t explain everything.

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if i read enough reputable secondary sources i shouldn’t have to actually watch wuthering heights before leaving it 1.5 stars on letterboxd and a review that just says “wuthering YIKES”

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hendrik van loon, the home of mankind (1931)

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i am committed to creating satisfying e-commerce experiences for people with whom i interact online. that is why from today i have PERMANENTLY dropped the price of YOU MUST UNDERSTAND THIS IF YOU WANT TO LIVE to $20aud and BLUE NIGHT AT THE CULT to $15aud

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I’m currently reading You Must Understand This If You Want To Live by Max Lavergne aka @reallyreallyreallytrying

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you’re not making enough of stone fruit season. that’s another thing you’re fucking up. a few dozen stone fruit seasons you get your whole life. you need to take a hard look at your peach and mango consumption.

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A blurry image of a boy running.ALT
The beginning of a story called CHRISTOPHER'S STRONG LEGS. It reads:

Coming home from work I went a different way. I was bored with my normal route and I turned off the avenue, slipped through a perpendicular arcade and ended up in a part of the city I'd never seen before, where the black buildings loomed and shadows stretched from street corner to street corner. I was drawn towards one of them. Well, not drawn towards - not like I saw it and was compelled. More like I'd been headed there forever. It was tall and carved in stone with one big door in the middle. I wandered inside and there, reclining in a seat, was Death. "Are you here to kill me?" I asked him. He was surprised. 

"No," he sighed. "But I've been meaning to kill your son." I have a son, a kind and happy lad of eight who giggles and has strong legs. "Why would you do that?" I asked. 

"He's just unlucky," Death told me. "That's how it goes. Not everybody good is lucky, and not everybody lucky is good. Wouldn't my job be easier if they were." 

The full story is available at https://infinitegossip.ghost.io/christophers-strong-legs/ALT

new story up now on INFINITE GOSSIP. it’s called CHRISTOPHER’S STRONG LEGS. please click through to read the full story

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waiting patiently for the big guys to be done smashing so i can dart in and scavenge a few smithereens

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(trying to figure out what to serve my friend’s miniature boyfriend at a dinner party) would he want to swig an elixir of growing?

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sorry that your girlfriend’s debut play elicited a decidedly mixed response from preview audiences dude

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(closing the menu and handing it back to the waiter) whatever’s most sumptuous

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(taking bart by the shoulder) lisa is your sister… you should advocate for her. raise her up

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i have watched and reviewed “marty supreme” (2026)

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contrary to what you might think the name “toadstool” came first. and then they had to come up with a creature who would sit on such a mushroom. cue the perfect frog

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MACGUFFIN WORLD
By Max Lavergne

We touched down on Macguffin World, where 
every key unlocked another key, and every symbol 
was referent to another symbol, and each piece of map
was missing a piece of map, including the pieces that
themselves fit into larger pieces, which was all of them -
and the atmospheric conditions were controlled by the alignment of a talisman 
and the native fauna responded to the sounding of a mythic horn
and the shapes on the sand were formed by the movement of the tides,
which were shaped by the phases of the moon, which waxed and waned
and superwaxed, from time to time, and also its corresponding inverse
in accordance with the secret meanings of the shapes on the sand
and the acidity of the water increased or decreased in relation to the will of 
seven angelic birds inside of seven crystal orbs in seven ancient temples
and every piece of detritus was the antagonist in the 
hero's journey of another piece of detritus
and in landing on the planet we had set in chain a cascade
of events that had been prophesied millennia hence - although
no one noticed, because everything else that happened had
also been prophesied millennia hence, and our landing on 
the planet had been just one small link in something else's
cascade of events, and was neither noteworthy nor interesting
to anything else on Macguffin World - not until we made
a principled decision to leave Macguffin World forever
in the spaceship we owned and were allowed to do with
anything we wanted - and found ourselves pursued by all the
odd pieces, the other halves, the broken corners, the 
crystals of no consequence, the lesser tomes, the 
junk gloves, the empty boxes, the watery potions, the
common swords, the dull stars, the worthless rings, the
harmless A-bombs, the ashes of an unrelated corpse and
empty briefcases and irrelevant blueprints and napkins
with no great insight jotted down on them and symbols to which
the appropriate meaning was confusing or long-forgotten, each seeking
the element which would make them the most important part of
an elaborate plan that would solve everything and save the universe.
But we escaped too fast. Who knows what might have happened
if they had caught us. We might have fit in with them, or
they in with us, or the distinction may have
been meaningless - but in any case
they didn't, and
everything remained the same.ALT

macguffin world. on INFINITE GOSSIP

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i have watched and reviewed 28 years later: the bone temple (2026)

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book covers for You Must Understand This If You Want To Live and Blue Night At The Cult ALT

Been reading short stories by @reallyreallyreallytrying. They’ve got a kinda dream-like surreal quality that reminds me of George Saunders’ style. They’re also funny, this is the same guy who brought us spiders georg!

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i’ve noticed that some people don’t seem to like touching the saw blade i replaced my missing hand with

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psyching up phil collins before he goes in the booth: you’ll be fine. just say susussudio a bunch of times

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(checking out a historical event) is this the tragedy or the farce

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catching up with my friend mark who’s been miserable of late. cheer up mark! plenty to smile about. and open the window