Hey, Canadians, remember that year where everyone would end every anecdote with: “…And, then, I ate the BOWL!”
That was a stupid year.
Hey, Canadians, remember that year where everyone would end every anecdote with: “…And, then, I ate the BOWL!”
That was a stupid year.
This is even more half-assed than usual because I’m busy making a tumblr theme.
This pear has a better hairdo than I.
Harbinger of glazed doom.
My new pet-peeve: people that don’t eat dessert and then when you’re eating dessert they talk about how they can’t believe that you’re eating dessert and how if they ate dessert they’d gain an infinity-zillion pounds and that you’re really lucky you can eat dessert and wow that looks so tasty and blah blah blah
Anyway, a carb never did me no wrong.