Uh, that’s another thing. Uh, I-I kinda…uh…watch porn. Relating to ponies. It’s called clopping! It’s called clopping, Dad. It’s called clopping, OK, it’s a natural thing. It’s-it’s called clopping, Dad, it’s-it’s something every brony does, OK? Look, everypony does it! Yes, everypony does it.
I’m trying out XIM so let me know if you want me to add you to my buddy list :o
how the fricky is TUMBLR working but facebook isn’t
is “people with strong eyebrows” a sexual orientation??
life hack: log into two different email accounts on your phone, and queue emails to be sent between the two of them every ten minutes. make sure you have a loud email text tone. everyone will notice how many emails you are getting. they will think you’re a busy and important individual. they will immediately hire you and ask to work on their projects with you in fear that if they don’t ask soon enough, you’ll eventually become so busy that you have to turn down their offer. You’ll be working so many different jobs, that money isn’t really a problem anymore. you take a business trip to a foreign country you have never been to before. You meet a local there and the two of you quickly fall in love. You ask for them to marry you and come live back at your home with you. They happily say yes and you begin your life together. Overtime though, they realize that you are so overwhelmed with work, you hardly have any time for them. They realize that life isn’t as exciting when the two of you first met and fell in love. They don’t feel that spark anymore. They ask for a divorce and decide to go back to their home country. You wish you had the time to lay awake at night and wonder if it was wrong of you to spend so much time working instead of living your life and being happy but you have to wake up early and need to get at least eight hours of sleep. anyways, just a little life hack from me to you.
what if you scrolled past one of those posts that said “like if you love god, scroll down if you love satan” and then a day later you get a call and you pick up the phone and a gruff voice on the other end goes “i heard that you loved me and i just want to say that no one has ever loved me before” and then you guys go on a date and eventually get married and you become queen of hell.
Oh my god, old Irish proverbs are the best
and my personal favourite
drinking vinegar hurts but makes me feel p. metal so at least we have that