I just thought I’d let you all know that I really fucking love sailing and camping. And it’s driving me crazy that I can’t do either right now.
O’ NAUTICAL AND WILD LIFE, WHERE ART THOU?
When I was in preschool there was this really weird system of time-out where they’d put you in this giant plastic bucket sort of like this one:
And the rule was you couldn’t leave the bucket for ten minutes.
In case you didn’t know, I was what the teachers referred to as a…
Reblogging because:
a) that is brilliant and hilarious and had me laughing quite a bit
b) this allows me to share the story of that one time my dad hung one of these up on our balcony like a swing, then filled it with water, thus providing my brother and I with a water swing. It was every bit as amazing as you imagine it would be.
What a cute beaut! My parents got promotional mini watermelons at the grocery store, and they gave me one to take home and it was awesome.
First he complained about Chris Hemsworth’s acting.
Then he said “Who’s Loki?”.
SIR, YOU ARE NO LONGER PERMITTED TO HAVE AN OPINION ABOUT MARVEL MOVIES. YOU MAY NOW EXIT THE VEHICLE.
had to ask myself today: Would 1990’s Claudia Schiffer eat this entire personal pizza? yes, yes she would. And it would go alll to her boobies.
One of the things I enjoy about it not being the 90’s is that now, unlike then, when I meet people for the first time and say ‘Hi, I’m Claudia’, no one ever says ‘Claudia?, like Claudia Schiffer?’
