This sounds like a song by Mouse Rat. It might be a little to violent, though.

I think you meant to say Omi and it was autorected, but I kinda like the idea of referring to your grandmother as OMG (I also had an Omi).

My only coment is THANK YOU for referencing the orignal meaning of that phrase. :D

My mom has said that the time when my brother and I were little were the best years of her life, but she was stay-at-home until we both were in elementary school full-time.

Speaking as someone who has had two Margheritas that the bartender kept topping off, I concur.

My mom’s brother and his family take several family portraits every year in which ALL of them wear matching outfits. It’s very creepy.

Why hasn’t Paco in a Poncho gotten more likes?!?

It’s the voice (for me).

To be fair, some of those sweaters are actually different garments, but since she’s a ghost they change with her mood.

Particularly since Benedict Cumberbatch once played Hugh Laurie’s teenage son.

One Halloween my brother borrowed a blue dress from me and wore a blue wig and that was his costume. When we knocked at our conservative blue-collar neighbor’s door she asked where my brother was. It was great.

Meanwhile, it’s been in the 80s here in Portland, OR. I hate it.

If I were forced to work at Starbucks I’d probably put names like “Kevarn” and “Gnat.”

I might object if it were, say, 10x larger, bit otherwise, who cares? It’s a kind of weird statue.

I really want the book that this is from, and I don’t even like coffee table books:

I had that happen to me when the “Starbucks” in my office building was making St. Patrick’s Day lattes and used, like, an entire bottle of green food coloring in mine.

That was mesmerizing.

Came here to post this. It may be the best gif ever.

She’s facing the wrong way?