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A crow: *caws*
Me: !!!!! A friend!!!! Hello!!!!!!!!!
when i was in like third grade i went to this science camp and one night at campfire they told us a story about a ufo crashing into a lake nearby and then later in the middle of the night they woke us all up and told us the aliens were back and this time they’d laid eggs in the woods !! it was our duty to arm ourselves and go destroy the eggs, so we armored up in tinfoil and shaving cream ( ????? ) and marched into the woods ready to save the planet. the ‘eggs’ were whole watermelons hidden around the camp and we had to smash them open on trees and rocks and eat the alien fetus/watermelon goo as fast as possible. i cannot emphasis enough the raw joy of digging into a watermelon with your bare hands and stuffing it into your face in the middle of the night in the woods, barely taking time to chew so that you can save the planet from hostile aliens, and i think i became the person i am because of that night.
me as a camp councelor
I can not stress this enough but, what the fuck.
fear
‘but how are my kids supposed to sing along to moana if it’s in another language?’ the same way i sang along to lion king brenda tell your bitch ass kids to up their fucking game
“he had a body like a greek god”
which greek god? hephaestus? apollo? swan zeus??? is she ogling a cute guy or a longhorn bull
That moment of utter disappointment LGBT people go through every now and then
this was so pure
