actually being unable to comprehend writing is funny as hell. i was walking through kroger earlier and saw a pack of ground beef and thought it was labeled gronk beef
Recently I went to put my book in the “book deposit” box outside the library to return them. I was really stressed and out of it and for a split second read it as “book destroyer” box and went “OH NO IM SENDING MY BOOKS TO THE INCINERATOR”
im the dj screaming w laughter
I think about this at least once a day.
working in customer service be like
Serve it
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ID: A digital drawing of Count Dracula from Bram Stoker's Dracula. He is a skinny white man with white hair, bushy eyebrows, a bushy moustache, and pointed ears. He is wearing a lizard onesie with the mouth open around his face. The onesie is green with yellow teeth and yellow spikes down the back, and with a red interior lining and red eyes. He is wearing red scaled boots and holding a red lizard-shaped handbag. He is pouting and brusing his hair back from his face, walking down the hall of his castle like he's on a catwalk. He is wearing green eyeliner and a tasteful red lip. The background is mostly empty, shades of grey and green showing two windows letting in light. Above him, an excerpt from a Dracula Daily email reads: "15 May. - Once again have I seen the Count go out in his lizard fashion."
i wish i was as cool as my tumblr makes me seem
