Don’t play leapfrog with unicorns, it never ends well.
My parents got a water cooler in their house and it had this warning sticker attached. At first I thought it meant don’t water the badger. Then I realized it was a hand crossed out, not a badger. That was a bit disappointing.
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How Did This I Don’t Even
Time for a tiny tale of this late night. I got home this night around eight or nine after having a few drinks with my father and grandfather. I was definitively a bit out of it, but wasn’t incapable of complex rational thought. After reviewing the contents of the fridge, I snagged some leftover mashed potatoes and filled a glass with peach juice and a bit of citrus rum. Having this task accomplished, I retreated to my room for an interesting bout of Portal 2.
Several hours later, entirely sober, I was overtaken by the urge to draw my character in Skyrim. I figured this was something I would be much more comfortable doing whilst nestled in my bed. I moved for my glass, which had remained quite close to full, with the intent of finishing it. This is where I made my mistake. While Inebriated, I had no problem slowly nursing the drink; my body, however, decided being sober was the better choice and I ended up spilling spiked peach juice over the lesser half of my keyboard, desk, and very nearly, my mouse.
Trying to clean up the mess as soon as possible forced another mistake. I unscrewed a piece of my desk and set it on the floor, flat screw twisting up out of the wood. When I moved the desk, I became unbalanced and scraped the underside of my thigh in the process of falling on my rear end. Throughout sopping up the mess, I pondered, for my amusement, the fact that I had brought an open container of liquid to my room while under the influence of alcohol, set it on my desk, and when and only when I was sober and edging tired did I manage to knock it over.
I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t dance salsa to this.
Because I would.
Dancing alone in my room!!
This is oddly brilliant
This. So much of this
You know, I make noises like these all the time—be it for almost knocking over my tea, wanting the person I’m talking to to pay attention to what I’m saying, or even because the silence in the room is bothering me—and I find it quite enjoyable and effective in communicating and expressing myself.
TRY TO LOOK AT ELROND’S FACE WITHOUT CRYING
THE LAST HALF OF THE VERY LAST GIF
HOW THE FUCK DID I NOT NOTICE THIS BEFORE
Dust in the Wind came on as soon as I started looking at this gifset. DAMN IT PANDORA I DID NOT ASK FOR YOUR INPUT ON THIS
Went to Petsmart yesterday and found this little one sleeping away. I would love to be that relaxed all the time.