February 2012
The problem with flexible joints:
I can do as many stretching yoga poses as I want, they won’t stretch out my back.
I’ll just go to the chiropractor when I go back to school.
If my cats could talk...(aka what Tara thinks of...
Cheeseburger: ...... (Cheeseburger doesn't meow. The most he would say is probably WHISKAS?!)
Fries: Hey mom, you're not touching me, so I'm gonna sit right in front of this electronic warm thingy. What you are looking at? Mom? Mommy, don't stop petting me! Mommy? Oooo, your hand looks like an awesome toy! What's that electronic thing in your other hand? I'm gonna try to eat it. I don't know what you were eating, but I'm going to try it! Oh, Cheeseburger walked by, I should get his attention so we can play! Hey, you stopped petting me! MOMMY?!
My friend’s girlfriend that claims she has an eating disorder and social anxiety disorder and is an “expert” on nutrition just posted this on Facebook. “Realized today that oatmeal isn’t the best thing for me to be eating. I’m going back to my fried eggs in oil.”
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?! Common sense says oatmeal > fried eggs in oil.
I really do not...
This is how you get me to like hip hop- really... →
