now this is what i’m talkin about. Leaf surfer
badass
This is very nostalgic
Got off a video call with my grandma. Asked her what sort of American foods she was enjoying (my dad flew her in from Korea and she's staying with him in Phoenix rn). She said most of the food isn't too impressive but she's addicted to a specific candy, and when she held up a bag of Werther's Originals I started howling
lol *creates a shrine to something obscure and unimportant
thats pretty reasonable i guess
a comic about a button
Why do so many people make tiktoks while they're clearly driving. What the fuck. Stop that shit, you're gonna kill someone.
I think people online treat driving too casually tbh, like there was a poll about people's bad habits while driving and they weren't bad habits or problematic or whatever, they were all things that literally kill people every single day. You are driving a massive vehicle that can very easily turn into a murder weapon with your carelessness, take this shit seriously.
"Haha I never use my turn signals" you are going to kill someone.
"I don't do full stops at stop signs lol" you are going to kill someone.
"Sometimes I text while I'm driving 🤭" YOU ARE GOING TO KILL SOMEONE.
Also people who speed up or suddenly stop or swerve a lot to freak out someone in the car for fun: it stops being funny when you get into a car accident because of it. Just so you know.
GVH irl
never forget the universal rule of the order of things: People Will Not Read It
signs at stores? émail? menu ?? instruction ? post online ? caption with andswer to question ? group hand outs ??? street sign ??? no. The Written Word Is The Enemy
hey girl is that a piece of chalk in your pants or is yuor penis just a rectangular prism that crumbles easily into a fine powder
Shoutout to this customer at work who didn't know the difference between a bolt and a yard of fabric and put in an order for 8 bolts and then freaked out when it got here and said she didn't want it. we have enough burlap to clothe a small village because of you. What the fuck are we supposed to do with this. We could make individual sacks for every fucking potato in Idaho. We could supply table runners to every single rustic themed white lady pinterest wedding in the continental united states and still have enough to become a rice bag manufacturer. I hope you dream in burlap
Every day I wake up and praise god I'm not working at fucking hobby lobby anymore