remember that time I joked that I knew english, australian, canadian, and irish and a bunch of irish people started sending me scary sounding archaic half-english words and thats how I found out irish was actually a language
skeletons have become a meme and that means there is a meme inside you, with you at all times.
my father told me once to never date anyone who talks smoothly around you from the start because if someone likes you they should be a little nervous and honestly i think that’s some of the best advice anyone has ever given me
I bought my friend an elephant for their room.
They said “Thank you.”
I said “Don’t mention it.”
DEAR SWEET GOD
I WAS TRYING TO EDIT THIS GIF:
AND THIS MONSTROSITY HAPPENED
GOD ON HIGH HEAR MY PRAYER
horton hears a huh
horton hears a what
horton hears a chicka chicka slim shady
HORTON HEARS NOTHING HORTON IS AS DEAD AS THIS JOKE
horton hears a hater
This is actually pissing me off. It has begun to ruin halloween for me knowing people don’t spell check. Things are massed produced in factories and sent out for sale to the public spelt spoopy, doo, and creppy. Like what the actual fuck. My computer even automatically changes spoopy to spooky. I mean, come on. The best holiday season and businesses don’t even care enough about it to spell check the items they’re gonna sell. Fuck this shit.
come on buddy wheres your smngfiehp cheer