Stronger and Better than the account I forgot the password for

Tracking those paw prints all over the place...

one person's "ugghh this trope is so overdone" is another person's "oooooohohohohohohohoho"

nobody numa numas like they used to

(wistfully) mai-ia-hee... mai-ia- hoo....

it must feel good as hell when you’re a horse and you take a big bite out of an apple like ttshoke

your command over onomatopoeia is unmatched bestie

every time i remember that photo of the little inuk girl with her puppy i engage in inconsolable hysterics

Comfy even

so what you're gonna do is you're gonna trim the top off a bulb of garlic, using the knife's edge to take off the tip of every individual clove, that's important. you're gonna place the garlic face-up in a square of tinfoil, drizzle with olive oil, wrap completely in foil, place in baking tray, repeat with a copious amount of garlic bulbs. you're gonna put that baking tray in an oven set to 375-400°F, for 30-50 minutes, until soft and browned. you're gonna toast some good bread, slather generously with butter and honey, maybe a tiny lil bit o' salt. and then. you're gonna SQUEEZE. OUT. THAT. ROASTED GARLIC. onto the butter honey toast. and you're gonna eat it. food stolen directly from the plate of the gods. that's what you're gonna do.