I didn’t get any cake yesterday cause apparently my dad was still working on it.
He brought it to school today and I’m just-
is all of that
wtf i think your dad just defied the law of physics and pastries
Is ur dad cake boss
judas was creepy as fuck
Personal space, Judas. It’s a thing.
"…Judas, we’ve talked about this."
For the record, all of these pictures are depicting the same…
I need a fic where all the Marvel superhero teams have ultimate frisbee tournaments against each other. But Steve and Bucky are on their own team together and win the championship every year.
"i’ve known them longer, i’m the bigger fan"
"i only like their older stuff"
"they were better when they weren’t mainstream"
"pete’s the only cute one"
"it’s not even actual rock"
"isn’t that that emo band"