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walking out of a bathroom with no hand dryers like
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Teaboot, you cant be eating your spaghetti out of ziplock bags
give me one legitimate reason why, if I know that I will not be able to wash a tupperware container before it is irredeemably ruined, and posess within myself an incapacitating aversion to my kitchen sink, and knowing that I do not give a cubic ounce of a shit what strangers think of me, I should not transport cold spaghetti in a ziplock bag for mine own consumption
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My douchey coworker started a story by being like, “You know Mr. Beast?”
And honest to god, I don’t, but I suspect if this coworker likes him then I wouldn’t care for him. I had the unparalleled pleasure of going, “The moldy cheese guy?”
That was the only thing I knew associated with the name.
Fully derailed him. He was absolutely baffled and stopped to google the moldy cheese scandal. So thank you tumblr, for sharing about the moldy cheese so I didn’t have to listen to that anecdote.
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Me reaching what looks suspiciously to be the end of my rope: oobh i got plany off rope
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While out taking photos I saw this Pied Billed Grebe with fishing wire tangled around his beak and neck
I watched it for a while, saw it try and fail to eat a crawfish because it couldn't get its mouth all the way open. After a while, it swam up to me and just kind of lingered a few feet away.
So I decided to do the only rational thing, and grabbed a bird
Removed the wire, did a quick once-over to make sure there wasn't anymore, and off they swam
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