it’s not until you’re hungover as fuck in your bed unable to get up or do anything but breathe that you realize having morning wood is a gift and a curse but i can not reverse itttttttttt
Me: hello sir do you sell grandfather clocks here
Subway worker: holy shit is that Jennette McCurdy
Jennette McCurdy: shut yo bitch ass up lil pussy ass fuck you talkin bout square up bitchass
Subway worker: can I feel your hair
Studio audience: *grunts and then spits*
If the only reason why we don’t already have human-dog hybrid babies is that people are too scared about what others would think if it became known they fucked a dog then I’m willing to step up to the plate I don’t care what other people think about me give me a dog I’ll fuck it
Me: with extra teeth please
Subway worker: that’ll be nine bucks
Me: *shits on the floor*
Jennette McCurdy: where’s that fat fuck gibby
Studio audience: *boos*
I bet you didn’t know that each one of my tweets requires 72 hours of brainstorming, 8 mg of LSD, and 72 ounces of pure virgin iguana blood. So next time maybe smash that mf like button ok?
That being said, if you care more about the global iguana population than definitely don’t like my tweets because I am single handedly responsible for the rapid decline in the global iguana population