Smile Like You Mean Ittt

So during the knowledge bowl 3 girls sat behind me making loud comments about everything and the question was “when is Harry Potter’s birthday” and the answer was July 31st but they “thought the question should be disqualified because July 31st isn’t even a real date” and “maybe in ‘harrypotterland’ July 31st is real but not in real life” and it took every fiber in my being not to slap them and recommend them a kindergarten teacher

katara:

my idea of a romantic date is china buffet 

(via la-faute-en-soi)

I’ve come to the conclusion that Kara’s parents forgot the whole “don’t stare, it’s not nice” lesson.

Sooo my bus is 55% mentally retarded kids and 44% are trailer scums and then there’s the 1% that’s normal. And today the trailer scums threw monster on the mentally retarded kids and some weird girl who thinks she’s a vampire and a werewolf cut her wrists and bled into a water bottle and tried to make a retarded kid drink it. If I don’t get transferred to a bus soon I’m gonna pay a visit to the asylum.

So yesterday at work a bunch of Russians came in to have a birthday party and the birthday girl was 30 minutes late and I couldn’t understand them and was quite frankly afraid of them. I then had to explain to them what pizza was and what 7Up tasted like. They didn’t even tip.

All those people that have those visually disturbing pictures of me from farewell can honestly die