i love the Women Against Feminism that are like “I dont need feminism because i can admit i need my husband to open a jar for me and thats ok!” cause listen 1. get a towel 2. get the towel damp 3. put it on the lid and twist. BAM now men are completely useless. you, too, can open a jar. time to get a divorce
I can’t believe our water supply is in the hands of a c-lister
me: haha hey guys do u dare me to eat this whole thing of ice cream
me: *shaking my head and chuckling* i cant believe you guys are making me do this
them: we're not
me: *eating right out of the thing* this is so wild you guys you're so fucked up for making me do this
bruh. game over. she’s marrying that guy and having really talented artistic babies.
I hope they ask about me & I hope you tell them you fucked up.
hotmail only got named hotmail after i made an account