Tell me you like grenades without telling me you like grenades.
Tell me you like grenades without telling me you like grenades.
A friend of mine tells a funny story about how shortly after seatbelts became mandatory, he was jumping around in the front seat of his mom’s car while driving and she asked him several times to belt up.
Being a kid, he refused and finally she tapped the brakes. He does this hilarious impression of eating the dashboard and needles to say he started wearing the seatbelt from then on.
“You can be princess… for now. You better watch your back Glenda.”
Thank you for your service. Right now I feel the same feeling when someone says “ew this milk smells, smell it”
Some people just want to watch the world burn.
That arms flailing last moment of “I regret everything” was great.
These comments have been the highlight of my day. Thanks
One of these things is not like the other…