just wanted to sprawl out with the bed to myself. she wouldn’t let me.
bitches, man. bitches.
I would rather have live bears running loose at work than to have animatronic ones that sing christmas carols, but here we are
also, my mom just sent me this picture from thanksgiving. it’s me about to put the turkey in the oven
I spent most of thanksgiving evening playing a video game where the main character was native american and there was actually a part where I had to walk through a bunch of turkeys. and somehow the irony of that was lost on me until the next day.
hi. nice to meet you. you can just call me capt oblivious.
my shirt can beat up your shirt (bonus, first selfie of 2013! but seriously, that shirt is pretty bad ass)