undertale tim hortons

got a crick in my neck and a frog in my throat and a chip on my shoulder and a stick up my ass and now you're gonna stand there puttin words in my mouth? haven't I been through enough?

cemeteries aren't creepy they're actually devoted to memory and rest and love and humanity

Dude stop i dont want to hear about your sand grandma

What the fuck???

the most honest honey trap i ever saw

the cha cha slide in full metal armor

I love this and I love the term shenaniganry

I love this sm that it shall end up here

That’s amazing.

I first reblogged this in January, and here my ass is in March 2020 self-quarantined at home.

Y'all, we as a community have got to get better at dodgeball if we’re gonna keep tempting fate like that.

There should be cigarettes made from night time

i've been a bad bad mutual