Something about this makes me irrationally happy.
Day made.
(Source: butterprim, via nothingbutaspy)
I’M SORRY, BUT I REALLY DO NEED YOU TO RESPECT AND APPRECIATE MY COMPLETELY UNNECESSARY BUT NONETHELESS COMPREHENSIVE AND INEXHAUSTIBLE SUPPLY OF POP CULTURE REFERENCES SPANNING THE YEARS 1987-2002 OR I JUST DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH LONGER OUR RELATIONSHIP IS GOING TO LAST.
I used to give out my cell phone number to students, but my wife doesn’t let me anymore. She doesn’t let me because one year, every Friday night at midnight, I would get a call from a student asking me to meet him at the bar. And he would tell me that if I didn’t come to the bar, he would come to my house with cake and bitches.
My 9 AM, 100 level Intro to American Government (only senior in the class — whooooooooooooops) professor. (via whydoihaveablog
)
This is the best thing ever.
I wish I was as funny as Almie Rose.
I can’t think of a better return to tumblr than this. Rachel Bilson, you are MY GIRL.
All I want right now is one of these. Seriously. It combines my love of melty gooey cheese, pastry and anything on a stick.
Bite Sized Baked Brie
(via endlesssimmer)
Back in grade school, this phone was my JAM.
(Source: tweenysomething)