TIFFANY LE SMELLS

I'm just a girl standing in front of the internet asking it to reblog her.

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Suburbia. #thanksgiving

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@chr1s003 burns calories every time this gets replayed

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So Mike got a #dagger in the mail today. #hailsatan #cookies #magic #chocolate #bears #yesthosebears #hellodaddy

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So beautiful I mauled its face off. #dessert #icecream #crepe #bear #cawrnflakes #genesimmonstongue (at Mapaya)

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I was having a very productive evening until this came on. #ignition #rkelly #dancepartyforone #pissonyou

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That's nice, but... Comic Sans? Ughhhh

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I feel you, Namaqua chameleon. 🙀 #spiritanimal #gvoy #nature #wejustanimals

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Ignorance really bothers me. When I opened my first restaurant, our menu was five pages long with over 500 dishes. We had a lot of exotic stuff: pig intestines, tripe, rabbit, and frog. Some of the customers that would come in would get disgusted and make comments like, “Oh my god, you eat rabbits? They’re so cute!” or “Wow, you eat intestines?” It’s total ignorance when people say those kinds of comments—it really bugs me. The reason why we’ve been eating those things for over 5,000 years in China is because there have been so many wars and natural disasters, and starvation as a result. When people are hungry, you’ve got to get your hands on anything that you can eat. I wish people would stop looking down on others who eat that stuff, because there’s a reason for it. And as times have gotten better, we still eat those dishes because we’ve perfected them and they remind us of those tough times. We cherish them and make the best of it because these things have become integral.

Han Chiang - My Szechuan Restaurant Is So Spicy That a Customer Called The Cops on Me (VICE Munchies)

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BALLPIT CLOSET!!!!!!!! Some of these are from the late Discovery Zone!

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Asian gangs bringing crystal math to the streets

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Happy birthday to my favorite person. @mari_anneperkins may you never experience any heartbreak or indigestion

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Please do me a favor and reblog or like this post if you are a cis person who feels 100% okay about sharing restrooms, changing rooms, and other public spaces with folks who are trans.

(Sometimes I don’t know how to help the folks in my life who are trans and have to put up with bigoted shit like this all the time, but I thought seeing lots of notes on this post might help at least a tiny bit.)

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Ally McBeal bathrooms nowwwww

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Bye, Harris.

Here’s some other random things I loved about him: He loved 311 and knew that the bassist’s name was P-Nut. He once had dinner with my parents and I in New York at a fancy restaurant and showed up in a suit that was 5 sizes too big. He looked like a kid dressing up in his dad’s clothes. Afterwards he turned to me and said, “Hey man, can you help me get a suit that fits?” His Tinder profile said, “I make money. I’ll buy you a couch.” We asked him why and he said, “Girls love couches.” He would always order the most unabashedly unhealthy, grossest thing at lunch. The most legendary being a burger he once ordered at Parks that had fried egg, bacon, avocado, onion rings (these are ON the burger FYI), BBQ sauce, and monterey jack cheese. He would take 4 things of mozzarella string cheese, line ‘em up, and melt it in the microwave. And then he’d eat this with a fork for a snack. I would always try to order healthy. Once I suggested a vegetarian place. After the email went out, I got a text from him “Guys this vegan place is an atrocity. Please reconsider.” He once left the writers office for lunch to eat at his house and texted my brother Aniz that he was “making Chili’s leftovers at home.” It really made me laugh that he chose the word “making” to describe heating up disgusting leftovers. He loved Chili’s but could never get anyone to join him. He would often go on solo missions. He once went to Chili’s by himself in Encino and Joe Mande asked him why Encino and not the closer one in Inglewood. He said, “The good one’s in Encino, you gotta go out to Encino.” -Aziz Ansari’s tribute to the late great Harris Wittels

I’m still pretty bummed about this. Not that I had the pleasure of knowing Harris or anything, but I feel like he was probably my soulmate. Or, you know, just a hilarious dude who had equally gross eating/dating habits.

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Creator of the Foot Feta-ish Burger #louisebelcher #bobsburgers #happyhalloween

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Birthday dinner and dessert. If the Oprah is right about how the way you spend your birthday dictates the rest of your year, I have lots of meat sweats and good company to look forward to.