this is what dreams are made of
Sweet dreams are made of cheese
Who am I to disagree
i just told my mom i died at birth and i’ve been a ghost this entire time just growing and manifesting into the daughter she’d lost
and she’s just like
well please go to the light because i am tired of your shit
tbh I don’t see the fuss about having waiters/waitresses not being happy and enthusiastic like I came here to eat I didn’t come here to be amused by employees as long as I’m getting my food and they’re not being blatantly rude I don’t see why y’all need to go on yelp to rank a restaurant 0/5 and have an outburst on why your waitress didn’t smile at you when she poured you water
this is pretty fucking important
"hey you have a zit on your-" YES. THANK YOU. I AM AWARE. I AM FULLY AWARE OF MY ACNE AND WHERE IT IS LOCATED. ALL YOU’VE DONE BY POINTING IT OUT IS HUMILIATE ME. THANKS. THANK YOU. THANKS A LOT.
I like how Bobby built the panic room in case anything terrible happened but in the end it’s just been used as the Sammy time out zone.
I’m prouder of this than I should be
I love how girls are so chill like yea touch my boobs wanna snuggle heck yes but two guys will bump into eachother and be like woA NO HOMO MAN.