Welp. Today was stupid.
when my dad was in college he had a friend who told a girl he’d take her on a date unlike any other she’d ever been on and so he took her to the supermarket to watch the lobsters fighting in the lobster tank
they’re married now
I hear my mom shrieking downstairs, shouting up to me about “THE CATS! THE CATS!”
I run downstairs, thinking someone has died or something and see THIS:
I FEEL LIKE I NEED TO PUNCH SOMETHING TO GET OVER THE ADORABLENESS
They look like they’re about to break out in a musical number
This post got better since I re-blogged it earlier.
I had a dream that I found a baby moose (a pretty big one) that was adorable and nuzzled me and followed me around. His name was Lorraine (yes, he) and he bit at my bf and another stranger but was still sweet. Then these two people who Lorraine belonged to were looking for him and since technically he was theirs, I had to give him back, but in my head I didn’t want to because for some reason I thought they were going to make moose jerky out of him. Moose. Jerky.
😳 the fuck!?