It’s weird how different people are when they’re not sober and i know everyone’s like “the real them comes out when they’re drinking” but I don’t think that’s necessarily true
I love how potato in French is pomme de terre, which pretty much means “earth apple.”
like what stupid frenchman saw this:
and said “zis petite légume looks like a, how you say, APPLE! hmmm… but it grows in ze earth… HON HON HON! MAIS OUI! C’EST UNE POMME DE TERRE!”
j’adore comment ananas se dit pineapple en anglais, ce qui veut littéralement dire “pomme de pin”, genre quel type anglais a vu ça:
et s’est dit : “ow cette étrange big fruit ressemble à une, how do you say, POMME! hmmm… mais plutôt une pomme qui pousse dans les pins… HU HU HU! OH YES, IT’S A PINEAPPLE!”
(z’avez vu, on peut le faire aussi… hon hon hon!)
things were going really well but now i’m mostly just sad
My fetishes include men giving me large sums of money and then never, ever talking to me again
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One year of college down, seven more to go
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like really how could some people be so perfect but so imperfect and that confliction just keeps the whole thing going I don’t get it but it’s been making my days better
the things that were bothering me before actually turned out to be my favorite things about this situation and now I’m really glad that I didn’t close doors to really good places
