Since I’m the next Chelsea Handler (you hear me!?) I thought it appropriate that I start posting funny shit here on the weekends because what else do you have to do? That’s what I thought.
This accurately describes my feelings on a daily basis.
Could every houseguest be like this guy?
Look at me, fitting into tight spaces.
So this is how instagram works.
A new worst song ever. Stop crying, Rebecca Black. You saw it here first
Yes, we all need a dose of humor. Why thank you!
Well, we don’t have a dryer but oddly enough, I look the same way putting on my jeans. They’re usually cold and a little stiff so… yeah. And anyone who starts their song with “Alright. Come on.” should immediately be pelted with rotten fruit. Unless you’re a hairband rock star from the 80s.
There’s a fine line between just-washed jeans that are a b*tch to get on and over-worn jeans that won’t stay on your butt. Stupid jeans.
THAT CAT!!! Dying. And that jeans one? Me. Always. Stupid dryer.
Umm heck yes you are the neck handler! ALso the ONLY time its okay to dry jeans is when you have worn them sooo much they are really stretched out besides that it is never okay!