hishapasked you:How about The Spine secretly stealing The Jon’s VHS of Pinocchio (‘cause Spine wants to be human, blah, blah, blah…)?Stop looking so angry, The Spine, you could solve world hunger with that quesadilla.oh mY GOD
OH fUCK I cannot BE THIS CLOS E to Losing MY shIT AT WORK oh ChriST
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And I’m sitting here like.
I had a dream The Spine married a lizard queen and had a fried chicken baby„ :/I had a dream where I watch Michael get Mugged by zombies that made me incredibly upset. And then Rabbit wouldn’t stop singing Mambo Italiano, which was okay until it got so loud I could tell where the zombies were and they eventually got me.
YOU CAN ALL TAKE YOUR SPG DREAMS BACK I’M OVER IT.
mine involved being on stage and saxaphones and the spine. everybody can go home.
Sorry chum I’ve got you beat.
So, I was happily enjoying a relatively epic Game of Thrones dream and had just got to the top of the Wall when suddenly DRAGONS ON THE HORIZON, EGADS. So we’re all trying to be stoic and not freak out, and then the dude in the cape next to me says “Oh well, I suppose now is as good as any time” and chucks off his cape and it was Rabbit all along you do not understand how cool that moment was like holy crap dude awesome.
So I’m there flipping out and everyone else is screaming because I mean come on it’s a guy made of metal what the hell, but he just starts singing and then for some reason the Wall collapsed. I can’t remember what happened then but I know I ended up inside the Yellow Submarine at some point and I woke up during having an epic jam session with the robots and the Beatles.
TOP.
THAT.
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The Internet
christ
GAH HAHAHAHAHAAA!!
PERFECT!
pretty much yes
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he later won the hula hoop contest
fuck
Okay I love this photoset but
SEXISM
IS OVER
Mother…Why?
Please. Why.
Is this some kind of test? Are you trying out my tolerance? Or is this a punishment for not doing household occasionally?
Do I really have to read this?
The funny thing is, I can’t resist not to. Like, there will be two ways - I’d ok with this book, or it’s going to be terrible - terrible in a good way, like laughing my ass off and stuff. I vote for the latter, though.
Well wish me luck for survive this 500 pages of whatthefuck.
(Also, don’t get me wrong, I love Mom, she’s really nice, and rad, and cool, and I don’t think, she has known the things circling around this book.)
Omg Ellinor I’m so sorry but I am cracking up this is hilarious.
