my mom had a nightmare years ago that george costanza tried to kill her and sometimes when we're watching seinfeld and george starts yelling about something she'll be like "that's what he sounded like when he tried to kill me"
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Hey landlady, give me a bit more dinner...
a little bit more, please...
I'm going to sleep......
今日の白黒兄弟。すやすやぴー。
Today's white and black brothers. They're sleeping really well.
love ignoring things ‘have you seen this terrible show’ no im the ignorer ‘can you believe what that company tweeted yesterday’ i am the ignorer
i just listened to this guy recite pi to 50 digits to some woman on the bus except i also have pi memorized to 50 digits and he fucking got all of them wrong
Can you share with us a good rabbit picture
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People who try to moralize about classical myth are unwittingly acting as a chorus. Discussions are framed and interspersed with rueful cries of "Why is The King so capricious and manipulative? Why is The Queen so vengeful? Why did Death steal that girl away from her mother?"
"You've become part of the Greek chorus! You're taking part in the mythology with your lamentations! Good luck recovering from this one bub!"
ummmmm........ little lady time
i have felt weird and terrible all day. what is happening
someone take me out back and shoot me like a sick horse
alright well fuck you too. i’m going to escape my pasture at night while you’re asleep and break all my fragile horse bones
you arent in a pasture at night you are locked in a stall in a barn with a blanket on. bitch.
ok well the blankets not so bad. i like the blanket. and the straw and the oats. dickhead.
do u want a sugar cube. do u want to chill and eat some sugar cubes together
this is fucking great things are all looking up for me. a sweet little treat
My parents, Jesus and Barack Obama
You will pry the Oxford comma out of my cold, dead, and lifeless hands








