*dumps more fleas on my head*
*sits back down in front of chimpanzee*
So, anyway, like I was saying…
when my daughter asks me how much more dinner she needs to eat to get dessert i like to answer in abstract quantities like ‘the average weight of joy’ or ‘seven sunsets’ to teach her that life often doesn’t make sense and also quit sassing me and eat your peas, kid.
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PAL: A new kitchen counter
ME: That seems…
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Dear student loan, thank you for saving my life. I can’t think how I can ever repay you.
[holding my aunts stupid idiot baby]
what sound does a cow make
good now a dog
2 for 2. now…WHERES THAT MISSING PLANE
ME: *trying to fit in* I ALSO don’t fly.
PENGUINS: *shuffling about while trying to keep their distance*
ZOOKEEPER: Sir, get out of the pen.
guy: my dog just died
girl who studied abroad: wow that reminds of this one time in Europe i saw a dog
The way my life is now if I threw caution to the wind it would just throw it back.
If the chameleons did their work better, we would not know about the existence of chameleons.
My boyfriend said no girlfriend of his will use social media.
So anyway, I’ll guess I’ll miss what’s his name.