I tried so hard to scroll past this. I really did.
damn it Radio 2
I just learned a new method for business.
finally mcdonalds offers a gluten free, low-fat and vegan menu option
*cha cha’s real smooth away from academic responsibilities*
So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.
DO U NEED A STEPMOM?!?
My brother and his wife got in a fight last night. She apparently used his phone as a ninja star.
how hard did she throw that
this is fucking hilarious
You can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending that it’s him.
Ten Word Story, Meghan Hale (via m-e-ghan)