My dad would tell me that when we were little and people would say to him “wow, four daughters, that’s a lot of weddings to pay for” (because traditionally the bride’s family would pay for the wedding), my dad would respond with “well, we’re hoping at least one of them will be gay so we can split the cost with the other bride’s family” He said people never knew how to respond
“Sometimes I remind myself that I almost skipped the party, that I almost went to a different college, that the whim of a minute could have changed everything and everyone. Our lives, so settled, so specific, are built on happenstance.”—Anna Quindlen, Every Last One (via thatkindofwoman)
So I just went to McDonald’s and the guy said “I need your signature and your phone number” which is not something I’ve ever had to give them. So I asked why. He said it was because he entered the wrong form of payment on the register. I asked why they needed my phone number for that and he said, “Someone might call you or something.”
This is the same guy who hit on me the last time I was there.
This guy 100% just tried to trick me into giving him my number.
I’m pissing myself laughing at the Beatles fans who are saddened that Kanye West might make an album w/ Paul McCartney because now they’ll be left with the age old challenge of being a classic rock fan, "should I stick with my racially bias opinion of music or admit that rap is a legitimate art form?" I can hardly wait for all the cry babies I’m jerking off rn just thinking about it