Cicadas Are Sheep-Killers and I Might Be Going to Hell for Gluttony, a.k.a - The Cabin Vacation - ABANDONING PRETENSE
You missed me, right? Just say yes, even if my absence went unnoticed, so I don’t feel like I’m writing this shit for nothing. I’m baaaack!!! – from a week-long vacation in the mountains of North Georgia (the state, not the country, for you snobby over-educated nerds who think that statement needs elucidation) with my
If Dictionaries Were Honest (59 Pics)
Who needs a plain old dictionary when you can just come up with your own definitions of words? That's exactly what this Instagram account did.