IM TRYING TO CREATE A GIF SET BUT I CXANT STOP LAUGHING
someone please reverse this gif
here you go
Please Please Please PLEASE
someone photoshop pizza flying into his mouthgirl i gotchu
if i ever met a genie i wouldnt wish for a million dollars id wish that whenever i bought something i’d always have the right amount of money to pay for it in my pocket
you are one of the great thinkers of our time
I’d wish for unlimited wishes
JL8 #127 by Yale Stewart
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I call this game how many pieces of uncooked spaghetti can I throw at my cat until she gets pissed off and bites me
39
i bet she’s spaghetting tired of your shit
Go away Carmen this is not even funny okay how the fuck is there 1000 notes omg
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are you sure they’re not
…jumpers?
OH DEAR GODS
(Source: pinkrupees)
So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.
I don’t know this man or this mom, but I love them both.
“Is this pool always this shallow?”
“No, it deepends.”
i have a mosquito bite on my butt and i’m not entirely sure how it got there



