tripropellant:

itwashotwestayedinthewater:

polymascotfoamalate:

polymascotfoamalate:

polymascotfoamalate:

itwashotwestayedinthewater:

aye can i get uh………ingredients on my burger

beetroot?

you want beetroot?

you want fucking beet root?

ingredience

this post feels exactly like a conversation you would witness in a dream and think was completely normal and then wake up and think “what the fuck?” for a single millisecond and then immediately forget about completely

wonderytho:

me irl

pennsylvanian-patriot:

a-anom:

tredlocity:

spitblaze:

tredlocity:

she

who

girl

cobaltdays:

everythingstarstuff:

shadowywhateveriam:

you’ve been hit by

You’ve been struck by

the girl reading this

killhitleragain:

doomy:

someone post the bors comic I’m in mobile

Here you are.

is 3 fingers too much

thehausghosts:

not at all! most people have 10 🙂

loryisunabletosupinate:

turquoisewave:

bananaquilava:

lymphonodge2:

chickenwraith:

she let the dogs out

who

who

who

who

flowercrownsylveon:

I’m sorry I can’t have a Christmas without this post on my blog

theheartofachiefsoulofadragon:

monobeartheater:

chief-blue-meanie:

chief-blue-meanie:

“I keep rearranging the letters of my sisters The Beatles sign on her bedroom door.

She is not happy.”

I’ve given up trying to make them normal.

ok and now there’s another one

i didnt know the beatles could become so many words

Eh seatbelt