I LITERALLY LAUGHED SO HARD AT THIS PART AND IT ANNOYED EVERYONE THE END
i dedicate this post to everyone that has talked to me longer than an hour
Look at my sisters nails though
- Spooky minor key leitmotif building to a crescendo
- Cannot be focused on with naked eye due to headache sensation
- Impromptu Red Hot Chili Peppers-esque “scatting”
- Thousands of scorpions
- Chequing account with fanfiction.net
- Constant surveillance by agencies.
- Inability or refusal to touch magical scarab.
- On fire, does not burn.
- Several marbles, on a dare
son these grades are unacceptable
well maybe if you’d stop eating my fucking homework dad
MY MOM JUST TOLD ME TO CREMATE HER AND PUT HER ASHES IN AN HOUR GLASS SO THAT EVEN AFTER SHE’S DEAD AND GONE SHE CAN CONTINUE TELLING ME HOW MUCH TIME I’M WASTING ON THIS SITE.
sooo you both get burned in the end
you did NOT
HOW DARE YOU SPEAK OF MY MOTHER IN THAT TONE OF PUN
APPARENTLY THIS IS HOW ZOOLOGISTS WEIGH TINY BIRDS
this really needed to be on this blog