I have mastered the art of not giving a fuck about anything while simultaneously caring way too much about everything..
There are thousands of half-babies in my ballsack and that’s terrifying
at least you don’t bleed them out every month
you make a compelling argument
theres a guy on my facebook and every single status he puts up are just text posts from tumblr. Everyone thinks he’s quirky and original
but i know
i actually make myself laugh really hard so if no one else laughs it doesnt matter because i already made the most important person in the room laugh
Iceland; I salute you.
i can understand why this would seem like a great thing but the preacher still ended up leaving iceland with a sold out arena’s worth of profit. so, he technically benefitted without having to even perform.
Actually! The tickets were free and people just reserved them! Everyone wins except the preacher.