“Ah, Perry the platypus!”
“What an unexpected -“
“WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!”
“You’re trapped!”
“By societal convention!”
“Look! We’re in a fine dining environment. Everyone knows not to throw a scene in a fancy restaurant!”
“That’s right. You’re trapped. Sit down.”
This show is fucking brilliant.
whoever never read this in his voice prolly has no heart
you ever thought that maybe the reason girls say they’re fine when they’re not, or they’re not mad when they are, is because the second they show any semblance of emotion they’re written off as hysterical bitches that are probably on their period?
THE FUCKING DA VINCI CODE HAS BEEN CRACKED
Reblogging again, because this will never be irrelevant.
teachers who don’t let videos buffer before playing them
and think the video is broken when it stops to load
“well it’s a shame the video’s not working. i guess we’ll have to do this packet instead”
“work in pairs”
its the eye of the tiger. its the fur of the tiger. and the ears and tail. holy shit its a fucking tiger, run
it’s the thrill of the fight. it’s the thrill of the adrenaline. it’s the thrill of the tiger chasing me. dear god this is thrilling
why would this be thrilling no it’s just god damn frightening get going before someone loses a leg
when i say i want to marry my favorite musician i don’t mean just bang i mean like
i want to be making pancakes on sunday morning and have him walk downstairs in plaid pajama pants with messy hair and have him kiss me on the nose
whenever i wanna cry i think about Van Gogh he was such a nice and lonely dude all he wanted was for people to love him he ate yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him oh god oh god that’s so sad i can’t breathe
