iv inented dpen ink that cant run pout.ungg forever ever. pen land
meal so good you gave it a bad review
the thing you have to realize about some people is when they see a lone ant carrying a giant piece of food on the highway, they will swerve to hit it
ralph heard the phones in the touch screen room screeching and wailing and he had to hurry, he had to hurry before it was too late
blue hairgirl
bug. u meet a bug. are you friends? yes.
dark wizard evil bois destroying the world with a big laser and you start thinking too hard about them and the big lasering theyre doing and then you snap back to reality and you realise youve been standing still where you are for LIKE 30 MINUTES and now youre late for work and your boss is like you on your fucking knees sucking him off btw
open your mouth to the skies
i should let this random ass fly land on my right hand now lets see if the move pays off
they should build big temples for nursing mothers so they feel safe and comfortable attended to
30fps video of a plastic bottle being stomped on by a guy in combat boots with a mullet while feminine bass heavy rap plays in the background is sostimulation
my asshole makes me drive slow on purpose cus she gets plessure from it
eats the last pear
im the lazy and unambitious type but if i saw a perfect round shaped object rolling down a street i would instantly develop all the skills necessary to not only pursue the object, but also understand its emotional needs
Scientists has discovered that the ability to seethe over tumblr asks and reblogs may have evolved in our prehistoric ancestors in response to the threats posed by egg laying mammal ARGs
walks through the woods, decides to crawl around underground and digging it up with my tusks and leaves a big mound and hole in the ground. does that for a few years acquires a mate. reproduce dig another big hole. does that over the course of 100 years and our big mound hill gets a few feet bigger. and then a tree grows on top of it and we dont live there anymore, it reclaims that area so we spread to a different part of the woods and do that all over again. and then we die for some reason and maybe someone finds our bones one day and they wonder what kind of animals we were and we might not even look like the same thing anymore with 2 front legs and 2 back ones and not having a trunk and a tail and they wonder if our big feet were for making big foot stories
dont give up on your dreams. maybe you will fit into that 20ft plastic sardine can to collect the hundreds of thousands it is offering for any one patient enough to have walked into its grip