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Customer: *Squilliam voice* On your lunch break, Squiddy? Employee: *Squidward voice* Squilliam Fancyson from band class?! Customer: Still playing the cash register, are we? *Squilliam laugh*

as someone with a bachelor’s degree in english, i am inexpressibly tired of people telling me to get highly specific jobs that often require highly specific degrees. “just go write for a magazine!” you need a journalism degree for that. “just teach!” you need a teaching certificate, and also fuck you. “just go work at a tutoring place!” tutoring children with learning disabilities, which make up the majority of the clientele at those places, requires not only a teaching certificate but a specialized master’s degree. “just go work at a library!” you need a master’s degree in library science to be a librarian. it is actually a highly skilled and extremely competitive field. you don’t just “go work at a library,” you train for years in the vain hope that you will get one of handful of available jobs. “just go work at a library.” the nerve. the unmitigated gall. “just go work at a library.” ugh.

if he’s not out of office by march i say we just rob him

why wait we know his KY address and we know he's not there

Like jokes aside this is so scary and sad, I really hope he’s still okay

I DIDNT SEE THE LAST PICTURE LAST TIME

The only version of this ill reblog because I AM THANKFUL HE IS SAFE!

is no one going to talk about the fact that his username is it’s bobbybiiiiitch what a legend

how are my gays and gay adjacents tonight what are yall up to 

me too girl