you see out of context this looks like brad was helping me on some academic or professional cover letter and being a supportive friend, but in reality we were trying to write a short, 3 paragraph letter together convincing the admin of a car sex website that i am a young man in love with brad’s 1999 Honda Civic. we did this in hopes he would be convinced enough by my plight to approve my membership and give us access to an exclusive, closed forum for people in sexual or romantic relationships with their cars, trucks, boats and planes. it worked. we’re in. we’re going to read so much sexy car fanfiction we might die.
ive only been at this for 15 minutes and im in teaRS i cant BREATHE THESE PEOPLE HAVE FAMILIES AND JOBS THEDKSFFADSK
I still think that my favorite urban legend/folklore fact is that there are certain areas in New Orleans where you cannot get a taxi late at night not because it isn’t safe, but because taxi companies have had recurring problems of picking up ghosts in those areas who are not aware that they are dead and disappearing from the cab before reaching the destination and therefore stiffing the driver on the fare causing a loss for the company.
There’s a lot of things I wanted to do in my 20s but “mentally grappling with the reality of living through a worldwide fascist insurgency” wasn’t one of them
I cannot boast knowing more than half a dozen in the whole range of my acquaintance that is less accomplished. Nor I, I’m sure. And Mr. Darcy. You must comprehend a great deal in your idea of an accomplished woman? I do. Pride and Prejudice and Zombies (2016) dir. Burr Steers
one of my favorite glitches was when i entered the shop in riverwood and then both the npcs would die instantly because all the objects in the building would ragdoll and kill them
