Guest:”Whoa, do I seriously owe you $113?”
Me:”Oh, haha no Sir: it’s 113.98.”
Me:”Nah, it’s free. “
Fighting evil by moonlight. Selling propane by daylight.
Puppy loves picture time.
I was browsing on tumblr and I realized I had no ducks in my blog, what kind of horrible person was I?
Mom: “What do you want to do after Gilmore Girls is over?”
Me: “Aaaaawe, I want to look at this puppy playing in the snow for hours.”
Mom: “Is this what you do all day? You should take some classes.”
Me: “Aaaaaaaaawe, look at this dog shaking someone’s hand. He’s so excited about!”
Mom: “You know, you could buy some college books even though you’re not in classes and read tho-“
Me: “Aaaaaaaaaaaaawe, look at these little ducks!”
Mom: “I’m buying you some books.”
That dog is just like
WELL ALRIGHT SIR HOW ARE YOU DOING? FANTASTIC. GOOD DAY.
THIS FUCKING DOG
how could you fuck up so tremendously
I’ve spent most of today trying to convince my mom that star trek bathrobes are not creepy.
An achievement that surely shaped their lives.
This is how my period’s gone so far:
Got off work early yesterday: tire fine.
Got tons of mac and cheese and mashed potatoes: tire fine.
Got home, watched Gilmore Girls and slept an extreme amount: tire fine.
Tried to leave for work in the morning: tire completely flat.