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“We never just talk anymore.”

sassy english teachers are the best because they’re beyond sarcastic and somehow always end up insulting the kid that you hate and everyone else likes

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There’s no reason for anyone over the age of 21 to be having a conversation with anyone under the age of 18

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“For the last time son, I wont talk to you.”

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“im sorry students, but this is the last time im gonna say this. Stop trying to talk to me”

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“I’m afraid I can’t hire you, I cannot speak to you.”

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“I would tell that kid to get off my lawn, but society isn’t ready yet”

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“my new born baby just said it’s first word but I’m not trying to hear that”

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“hello 911?!? help my parents are in a burnin build-”

“i dunnoo kid….you sound just a little young and….idk…. im not really feelin too comfortable with this” *hangs up*

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IGGY AZALEA CALLS HER FANS RATZ THAT’S THE FUNNIEST SHIT I’VE SEEN ALL FUCKING DAY

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In case y’all thought I was playing

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at least she’s honest about her fan base tbh

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Prince George, dressed in his pajamas, meets the President of the United States.

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HE’S TOYING WITH US NOW

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He has become self aware.

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His laugh is unsettling. He’s unsettling.

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the zodiac killer is slowly showing his true colors

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what is the truth barbara

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Everything in the universe is either a potato or not a potato.

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Well this is an interesting problem.

Turned on the lights because Toffee was being ridiculously noisy, only to see:

The lid is on and 100% locked via the handles.

How have you done this thing you did, boy.

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THE SAGA CONTINUES

I wadded up a bunch of tissue to shove into the gap, until I could get something done about it. This didn’t stop Toffee from trying to escape.

Gorgeous. I stayed up, partly out of paranoia, and he decided to keep trying to noodle his way out until gone 2am. Fun fact: I get up for work at 5am.

But he went back into his cave eventually, and was still there when I woke up. I was fairly certain that he’d manage to get out while I was at work, though, and decided whatever–I can close the door, it’s a tiny room, and there’s no way for him to get under the floorboards or into the walls.

Popped into B&Q on my way back from work to get some wood to plug the gaps with, came home, and yep…

He made short work of that.

I start looking in the obvious places, not super panicked. If you’ve followed me for a while, you may remember the saga of the last time I lost him: he was out, sitting on my lap, and then he wasn’t. Five hours later, after tearing apart the house, I found him inside my bed frame. Anyway: behind and around the rack, behind the 15kg bag of substrate I have that takes up 90% of my floor, under the bed–nothing.

Put my bag down on the bed, glance at the pillow and wait a minute.

Jackpot.

Don’t give me that face.

The moral of the story: check your rubs regularly! When I first got this one and safety-proofed it, there was no way Toffee even could’ve thought about fitting between the lid and the tub, but through use it’s warped enough to provide a quick exit route.