“NO TERFS! NO TERFS!”
I scream as the coach desperately tries to stop me from shoveling handful after handful of AstroTurf into my mouth.
“NO TERFS! NO TERFS!”
I scream as the coach desperately tries to stop me from shoveling handful after handful of AstroTurf into my mouth.

Found this overpressured carbon piece
big thanks to whoever pushed my salad to the back of the fridge so it froze
that was my lunch
talk about iceberg lettuce, amirite?
I’m going to eat you alive
damn, i just got SERVED. by my waitress. this restaurant is excellent.
*steals ur credit card*
hasta la visa
