What if it's all of you that are fictional and I'm the only one that really exists? If I die do you all disappear? I'll try not to die.
unless you’re fictional i do not care about your drama
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GTA Time
Just got home with my copy of GTA V. I'll see you guys in about a week.
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I can't start a brand new season of a show I like without first re-watching every episode leading up to that point. It is both wonderful and maddening at the same time.
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It is.
Heart in a Hanky- Wembley
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So I work at a photo lab and an elderly woman came up to pay and after each transaction I have I ask, “can I help you find anything else today?” She responded with, “A million bucks.” The elderly man behind her said, “Ma’am, if you want a million bucks, just look in the mirror.” Her jaw dropped and she was completely smitten.
This man is at least 80 years old and his pussy game is immortal.
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Conversation with my mother
My mom called me over to change the air conditioner filter in her house. This is a bit of the conversation we had while I worked:
Me: I've been trying to find a king size bed tent. That I can put on my bed, you know, like camping indoors. You remember that Transformers bed tent I had when I was a kid?
Mom: I don't remember, but why would you want one?
Me: I dunno. I have fond memories of mine. I just like sleeping in confined spaces. Especially if I can find a way to keep it really cool on the inside. Remember, I used to sleep in the walk-in?
Mom: Well, that makes sense. You used to sleep in my hope chest.
Me: Huh..?
Mom: Yeah. For maybe a year you would come into my room if you had trouble sleeping at night and just climb in and close the lid behind you.
Me: *laughing* When was this?
Mom: I don't know, you were just a baby. It was when we lived at Shadetree. The first time.
Me: *still laughing* Jeez, that might explain some things.
Mom: You used to eat dirt, too.
Me: ...what the fuck, Mom?
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Rhymenoceros & Hiphopopotamus
Flight of the Conchords
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Winter
98 days and 11 hours until Winter is here. The Snuggie Wizard wants out...
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The eyes are the nipples of the face.
Shelley Darlingson
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