Stromboli Day
It’s free lunch day today at work. It’s stromboli, my fav. But I’m not having any. : ( I’m crying a little inside.
This was hilarious.
[via @NathanFielder]
For more, watch Nathan For You.
People are good?
I take the subway every morning and this same guy is often begging for money. He has some different physical ailment each time - AIDS, cancer, etc. I gave him money the first time I saw him. I usually don’t but he seemed so pathetic. People give him money everyday. They aren’t tourists but commuters. I guess people are kind? Kind of warmed up my icy heart thing.
YO BITCHEZ, LOVE DUNKAROOS?
WANT TO MAKE A MASS QUANTITY OF IT AND SAVE MONEY AT THE SAME TIME??
WELL HERE YOU FUCKING GO:
1 box funfetti cake mix (DO NOT add the ingredients that you usually would to actually make the cake - you need just the mix)
2 cups plain yogurt
1/2 container of cool whip.
Serve with animal crackers or graham crackers.
SIGNAL BOOST THIS. HELP ME FEED MY PEOPLE.
holy fuck
what the flying fuck is a dunkaroo?
hoLY FUCKING SHIT YESSSS
WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN
“WHAT IS A DUNKAROO”!?
Somebody already said
everything that I could say
there’s nothing here in my head
but a great mess of clichesI tried to write you a song
to show you what’s inside my heart
but it came out awkward and wrong
a cheap imitation of artI sound like the town where I live
my feelings aren’t really my own
I’m trying to learn to forgive
by spending my evenings aloneand I am the bed where I slept
and I am the girls that I kissed
and I am the secrets I kept
and I am the scars on my wristand I am everyone I know
and I’m not anyone at allEverything that I could write
somebody already wrote
and each time I think I’m alright
I realize I’m barely afloat
Everyone I Know →
Somebody already said everything that I could say thereâs nothing here in my head but a great mess of cliches I tried to write you a song to…
Resistor! Hot off the presses.
