Well, I suppose that leaves me out.
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Well, I suppose that leaves me out.
It’s not about size Mr. Elephant. It’s just no shirt, no shoes, no service.
Ok… OK… it IS about size! ELEPHANTS DON’T RIDE ON THE BUS
“No, no, no way, I wish us into Bizarro land and you guys are still together?”
And it’s sure to be quite tasty…
one of the zillion reasons WHY I am afraid of babies
Anti-sushi seal is fighting back. Imminent noms…
my dad just asked me “having lived in boston for a while, which would you say you like better, boston or baltimore?”
and i responded
“well, i like boston for living, but i like baltimore for… ethos.”
lol
Boston for shopping, Baltimore for learning how to not lose the essentials while getting mugged.
fuck you too. asshole cat.
WIN
You rush a miracle man, you get rotten miracles.
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