Life should be like a basket of chicken wings. Salty, full of fat and vinegar, and surrounded by celery you will never actually eat. Even when you're greedily sopping up the last viscous streaks of buffalo sauce from the wax paper with your spit stained index finger. Yes. That is as life should be.
are you telling me hillary clinton isnt hot
Stop crawling on me
message from the ants: they say no and that you should buy more cilantro
tell the ants i dont have throwaway cash to buy cooking herbs and they can get their own
message from the ants: please we’re having mexican tonight