yesterday my grandma found a penny on the floor and said to my grandpa “there’s that penny again, pa!” and i absolutely lost my mind because i couldn’t shelve the thought of a single panel Far Side comic of two old people on the front porch in the middle of nowhere and a giant penny angrily and inexplicably rolling through the wastes
"there’s that penny again, pa!"
Things I have learned during prep week:
i spent so much of my life being taught to hate famous women that now i find it physically impossible to judge them anymore. Beyoncé could pierce her entire face n I’d be like that’s her choice. Kristen Stewart could yell “fuck you” at a small child and i’d be like yeah, fuck that kid! Nicki Minaj could kill a man and I’d be like he probably deserved it