This weekend I learned a new way to open bottles (door frame, and don’t ask me to do it, my knowledge is theoretical) but this one wins.Oh HELL no
Molly, sometimes you are in a hotel room trying to get beer downstairs for your friends in line for a convention panel and despite the two of you asking people in the hallway no one has a beer opener AND NEEDS MUST.
It’s not “bacon,” it’s a pig.
It’s not “veal,” it’s a calf.
It’s not “steak,” it’s a cow.
It’s not “meat,” it’s an animal…
its not “fruit”, its dividing cells that accumulate fructose…
it’s not delivery. it’s digiorno.
It’s not a scene, it’s a god damn arms race
It’s not “levioSA”, it’s “leviOsa”
Maybe it’s Maybelline
OMG So cute *O* ♥♥
those moments when straight people assume you’re one of them and you feel like a gay secret agent