"No homo" cries the team at the dig site. The head archaeologist sinks to his knees, sobbing. He has dedicated his entire career to the pursuit of homo habilis, an important part of the hominid evolutionary line. All his work led up to this archaeological dig site. But now, his whole life has been for nothing. There is no homo….there is only Australopithecus.
I read this to a group of archaeologists and they completely lost their shit
Snails Kiss On Cherries [photo by Vyacheslav Mishchenk]
THIS IS EVERYTHING I WANT MY LIFE TO BE
One more month.
Minnesota, fuck you talking about. It snowed last may. It SNOWED in MAY.
Spring is never coming to Massachusetts
Whenever someone plays with my hair
What I really like about Pascal is that he COULD leave the tower with out her…. but no. He stays and wears dresses, allows her to pull his tail to make his mouth move, stretch with her, bake with her, paint with her, helps her with cleaning, and so much more.