“none of your ridiculous drink recipes tonight, ok dan?”
*stuffing flatbread into blender* WHO WANTS A PITA COLADA
Me: I’m not really good with plants. They just need too much time and attention.
Her: Don’t you have a child?
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Some dude was bragging about his brother being a navy seal and it’s like…I don’t care what colour he is, why is your brother a seal
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Me:(Standing on a Bosu Ball at bootcamp) No one tells us what to do.
Trainer(rolling eyes) Rene, get down. You asked me to teach this.
prince eric: i just feel like the communication is lacking
ariel [frantically gesturing at legs and mouth]: Mm hm HM hm hm MM