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Wait, you like the Sandsnakes? I always thought they were the weakest part of the show- very one note, weird dialogue (“but you need the bad pussy!”) that doesn’t flow like anyone else’s lines, a plot that makes very little sense (so the people of Dorne are just going to entirely abandon House Martell and allow

*receives pink slips*

The Pillsbury Throwboy was in a class I taught online while starving in grad school.

Next he’s going to tell you how he scored 4 TD’s for Polk High

Maybe watersports.

Fuck dink-and-dunk passing, can he throw a football over them mountains?

He certainly seems a tad unhinged...

I’m guessing Trump Jr. His dad obviously hates him the most out of all his children (Tiffany moves up a notch.) No pardon coming his way!

Dump the asshole who yanks the cup out of her hand to take credit for the ball. Believe me, he’ll only become more of a controlling asshole, not less.

This one smells fake. Um, yeah, I’m not going to report this to a flight attendant, but I will attempt to blow up the internet? Hmmmm. From the moment where she boasts about not having any other people to sit next to right down to her claim that the left foot opened the window shade.....HMMMMM. She’s lying. This is a

Me and my 2 year-old niece just mumbled on a beat for two minutes for fun and I swear it sounded like something you would hear on the radio now a days. I let her just mumble and I did the random ad-libs in the back ground like “Wooo” “Yup” “Swag” and I swear that little girl rode the beat like a pro. Riding the beat

Ah yes. He’s mad that trucks are parked in front of his property. The logical action is to render them immobile.

Stay white, and you’ll be alright.

Two obvious takes

Congemi, that’s Italian, right? Last I checked, there were no Italians on the Mayflower.

Good riddance, Megyn Santa-Is-Just-White Kelly.

A pothead caricature from Burlington, VT, likely trying to live that Birkenstock “bohemian” lifestyle on what is almost 100% certainly on her dad’s dime? Gets my vote.

the perfect intersection of cannot dance and cannot jump.