"God damn it!" i yell as i stub my toe on a table. suddenly from the sky, i hear god reply "okay". the floor splits open, revealing a pit to hell. god pushes the table down into the pit, and then it seals up. he actually did it. god damned it.
Not to mention the whole damn town gets cursed
he doesn’t just DIE, he’s lynched because the Gaston-equivalent sees them together and the whole town is horribly racist and that’s why she starts killing people
I WILL DEFEND THESE TWO TO THE GRAVE
IF YOU SERIOUSLY THINK I’M GONNA LISTEN TO YOU EXPLAINING TO ME ALL THE DIFFERENT REGIONAL ACCENTS/DIALECTS OF YOUR NATIVE LANGUAGE AND SHOWING ME THE EXACT LINGUISTIC DIFFERENCES TO RELATED LANGUAGES then you are absolutely right make yourself comfortable i’ll just bring the popcorn and then we can proceed
i hate being older because now i have to bring my own crayons to restaurants
So I saw this at Target the other day. I was admittedly skeptical, not really being a fan of department store fragrance offerings.
However: THIS SMELLS LIKE BOOKS. LEATHER AND PAGES AND MUSTY AISLES. IT SMELLS EXACTLY LIKE AN OLD LIBRARY. IN THE EFFING FOREST, YOU CAN DEFINITELY SMELL WOOD AND LEAVES. WITH JUST A HINT OF SANDALWOOD AND MAYBE SOME VANILLA UNDER THERE SOMEWHERE. KIND OF LIKE AN ELDERLY LIBRARIAN JUST WALKED PAST YOU WHILE READING OR LOOKING THROUGH TITLES, AND YOU CAUGHT A WHIFF OF HER PERFUME.
I LIKE BOOK SMELL. I LIKE LIBRARY SMELL.
I LOVE THIS.!!!
Great googily moogily I am on my way.