Super Augured Motherfortuned Orbs

Oh these? My orbies? My massive fucking prognosticators? My super stuffed up scryers? My honker donker divination doinkies? My fucking future-stretching butterfly-wing-flapping probability-welling hex mounds? You mean these super augured god damn motherfortuned ORBS?

A hooded fortune teller sits behind a glowing crystal ball, dramatically describing her breasts as mystical instruments of prophecy. The joke is the absurd escalation of euphemisms before revealing that the “super augured motherfortuned ORBS” are actually her breasts. It is used as an irreverent reaction to exaggerated descriptions or blatantly obvious things. EN: A hooded fortune teller sits behind a glowing crystal ball, dramatically describing her breasts as mystical instruments of prophecy. The joke is the absurd escalation of euphemisms before revealing that the “super augured motherfortuned ORBS” are actually her breasts. It is used as an irreverent reaction to exaggerated descriptions or blatantly obvious things.

• @eternalclassic / 4277 2021-12-03