The Bags Under My Eyes Are Gucci

I want one of those scenes in a dude bro film where “tomboy” chick has to wear a dress to go undercover or whatever, but instead of the guys drooling as she walks down the stairs, they’re like “k. U need to stop. Go put the cargo pants back on. You look super uncomfortable and awkward in that. Brutus, you go be the fake prostitute.”

I’m just imagining this super ripped guy called Brutus being like ‘YESSS!!! I’VE ALWAYS WANTED TO BE THE FAKE PROSTITUTE!! Now is my time to shine!!’

so I got inspired… and had to make a comic….

*wipes away a single tear* Yes.

Miss Congeniality, but with The Rock instead of Sandra Bullock

My dashboard has been blessed by this post again

ok!

yeah okay ill reblog that

I will never not reblog Brutus my beloved

Wait do people in the lower 48 not learn your state songs in school??

Did not need to be taught. Georgia On My Mind is a delight and we sing it anywhere we can.

I hate Sinatra as a result of "New York, New York" because the state is more than that fucking city.

I learned "California Here I Come" from cartoons like a normal person.

This twink wishes he was HALF the weirdo.

I love how this sentence could apply in either direction

no it couldn't. show gonzo some respect.

Praise be to the person with relative pitch who was just cleaning and realized “hey isn’t that the opening note to darude sandstorm?”

you have to start to scroll away and then come back and reblog this

I love how muppets walk I wish I could walk like that

Y’all making women in their thirties feel old is my villain origin story actually