This brick looks like it’s contemplating where its life went wrong…
I drive past this thing every day on my way to work and today I just whispered “you’re internet famous now, little buddy” while I was waiting at the light
A World Globe Made Out of Thousands of Individually Painted Matchsticks
part of me appreciates the art and part of me wants to set it on fire
you’re the kind of man that just wants to watch the world burn
I’m so tired. Why did I agree to open two mornings in a row? Joes going to come over later and I’m just going to sleep. How am I suppose to make it through what is sure to be a really busy Friday?
My neighbor finally put a password on his wifi. It is a sad day. Looks like I’ll actually have to start paying for my own Internet. Growing up blows.