
This blog is now safe from the cluster of shrapnel in its heart.
“I guess your grades are more important to you than your morals are,” my English teacher spits out, lecturing our class about cheating that’s been going on in the school.
My classmates and I exchange glances. Well, yeah, we all seem to be thinking together. Isn’t that what they’ve been showing us since middle school?
and our mental and physical health.
My cousin has an orange tree, this one came out different.
Kill it. Kill it with fire.
IT”S THE MUTANT LIMA BEAN FROM JIMMY NEUTRON
hey what if someone invented a machine that allowed women to transfer their pregnancies to men and then the government passed a law that if a woman didn’t want to have a baby the biological father was required to carry it how fast do you…
I WILL NEVER STOP LOSING IT AT “FUCK YOU LADY.”
Oh my god the “FUCK YOU LADY” is the best
YESSS THIS POST IS BACK
The physics and “FUCK YOU LADY” are definitely my favorite ones.
Start a Pillow Fight Club.
Once every month gather a group of friends at someone’s house and take turns going rounds with pillows to de-stress.
Sock ‘em Boppers can be substituted.
When you’re all tired and laughing your asses off, having a great time, spend the night and sleep on the pillows in a big pile on the floor.
Alcoholic beverages are optional but recommended.
that sounds really amazing holy wow