Give anything cool wing capes, I’ll love it.
me: hell yeah i love talking to my best friend
person: what do you guys talk about
once in the 4th grade this guy got a 2% on his math quiz so everyone called him milk for the rest of the year
*drinks water* im hydrating my flesh prison
Not now dear the potato is sleeping
okay, I lied. I don’t have my license to kill, but I do have my learner’s permit. as soon as my mom gets here, you’re toast.