The pictures are nice, but I’m waiting for the Minecraft version.

I am noping this article so hard, as I’m literally eating a fried chicken sandwich on a donut bun for lunch.

My dad is a marathon runner and used to pay me $1 to rub his feet when I was a kid. I remember being sort of fascinated with how weird and gross his feet were. He was missing his baby-toe-nails, and frequently others would be purple. He also had no hair on his feet.

I like pedicures and sandals, I will never run.

All these things and the comments are why I only run if I’m being chased by grizzly bears.