like sometimes you just have to toast yesterday’s bread put some sicilian tomatoes and a fuckton of mozzarella and oregano on it and call it a day
sorry. sorry it’s pissing me the fuck off that people are assuming i didn’t put olive oil on this. you think im putting unseasoned tomatoes on my bruschetta. do you genuinely think i didn’t pour oil on that toasted bread the moment it came off the pan. of course i added fucking olive oil and salt and stuff like who the fuck do you think i am do you think i was raised by fucking wolves. i didn’t mention it because it’s obvious. automatic. implicit. did i add olive oil. did i. i’ll tell you more actually not only did i add olive oil but my olive oil is extra super virgin in a way your oil will never be because it comes directly from my olives. you cunts
obsessed with that thing about sith names coming from words that start with “in” (invader, insidious, etc) because that means that hypothetically there could be a darth gredience
Idk about this one boys, Cookie Monster always refers to Cookie Monster’s self as “Cookie Monster”.
no he doesn’t. he refers to himself as “me.” elmo’s the one that talks in third person. that’s the joke. elmo doesn’t use pronouns and cookie monster is blue. how dare you assume i made this post and didnt know my fucking sesame street history. christ
what they mean: there’s only one marvel movie i completely like and thats captain america: the winter soldier but i tolerate the rest because i have no other choice
