I broke my biscuit in half and put honey on one half and set the other half aside b/c i thought i had 2 honey packets but i only had one and now i got this dry half of a biscuit with no jelly or nothin
"Don’t let this esq. at the end of my name fool you
i still ain’t shit.”
Posted on 16 September, 2014Reblogged from adthehero
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THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER
Posted on 16 September, 2014Reblogged from yungmethuselah
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Tbh I’m afraid to go to Portland. I’ve heard bad things about it and everyone who lives there, including its local squirrels and mushrooms, no offense.
What if I get attacked by a gang of kombucha homebrewers? What if a young tattooed couple hits me with their $1400 baby stroller? What if someone hands me a hempen flyer for a Christian hot yoga meetup? It’s too dangerous.