*runs out of toilet paper*
“Good bye, infinity scarf”
“Can I get a umm…”
-every person ever at the drive thru
Mercury is in gatorade or whatever
Her: No filter!
Me: Add one tho
I may be small, but so is a grenade.
“Holy infant so tender and mild.”
We’re letting you go because you won’t stop referring to going to the bathroom as “live streaming”
“If you want something badly enough you’ll never give up.”
*looks up from phone*
Great, I’m inside of a coffin again.