Well, I can’t go to Cambodia, now can I?
Trying to stay away from a crutch for this.
I guess I looked and then forgot that I looked.
Of all the weird band names, that one’s always stood out as extra weird to me.
Priorities!
“Great for the stupid that’s learning.” Interesting advertising, lady.
I love Facebook marketplace ads.
What fresh drama is this?
This is kind of gorgeous.
No, I don’t think I want to go on your Crime Cruise, thanks.
I wonder if I’ve developed allergies.
“Precious plant peoples.”
“A mother’s prayer is that her children love each other long after she is gone” … to the grocery store.
I’m sorry you don’t like my Instagram feed. It’s not at all likely to change.
I just don’t think fake poop on baked goods is appetizing.
Yes, I do still hate the word “hubby.”
Dude. Please. I beg of you. Stop using the word bricolage. We get it.
Table of Tables
I’d totally be an anarchist if I didn’t loathe chaos so much.
Apocalypticism.
But we don’t have a Ministry of Health.
Man. Now you just sound pretentious. No one talks like that.
Look, I can’t walk around behind you people turning lights off all goddamn day.
“It’s probably because of genetic genealogy.”
As opposed to … ?
I know this may come as a shock to you, but I totally forgot it was Wednesday for like 4.5 hours.
You get what you get I guess.
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