Last night a fox came in through our new cat flap and ate a bag of lime and jalapeño nuts, chewed some headphones, and stole a silver shoe (mine), which seems like such a strong commitment to having a party that I can't really begrudge any of it.
imagine meeting someone, getting along with them, deciding you want to get properly together, then a few months glancing at their passport and
It's so frustrating not to be able to do things with plenty of time in hand and actually get ahead of myself. Brains are very poorly designed, frankly
God, I am the exact same and I hate it! Can't produce anything without a looming deadline and sense of impending doom.
never in a million -- BILLION -- years will you guess where this thread started
Awwww but he's so cuuuute!
I've seen this film, just let the poor mice cook goddammit
Yesss please
Finally, a way of bridging the divide between our two cultures. Man, now I want an Indian
“Why didn’t the Eagles just fly Frodo and Sam to Mount Doom? What you have to remember is that at that point they’re barely talking to each other, Glen Frey and Don Felder are fighting on stage and Don Henley is ready to walk away from the band, they’re constantly touring, THEY DON’T HAVE TIME!!