how are dogs always so happy when the economy is a mess??
I feel like I’m going to be that aunt who drinks vodka straight out of the bottle and ruins Christmas.
every time I see this it gets reblogged
*grabs your hand and starts running* quick, date me, there’s no time to explain
my schedule is filled with naps and hating myself
*drops food on floor*
germs: go get it! quick!
king germ: no.. we must wait 5 seconds.. it is the rule
my favorite thing about this post is that germs have apparently gained enough sentience to develop a form of monarchy