An explanation of some of my tags:
whoop-de-do and dickery dock = Christmas (it's a line from the song "Happy Holiday" although apparently I spelled it wrong but I'm not changing it now. And I have a complicated relationship with Christmas, so it fits.)
Things to wear to the grocery store = fashion (the joke being that I pretty much only ever leave my house to go grocery shopping. And to work, but work has a dresscode)
Thanks I hate it = you're right (and/or I need to see it), but I'm not happy about that
Bones were a mistake = joint pain, basically
I want my father back you son of a bitch = missing my dad (if I add this on a post I reblog from you just please know it's not directed at you. It's a quote from The Princess Bride, but you probably know that already. If it's on a post seemingly unrelated to parents or grieving then it's most likely something that reminds me of him.)
I may add more at some point, but I think the rest are pretty self-explanatory. These are so the ones I thought might come off as rude but I definitely don't mean them to be.



















