so i got a text from my dad that reads
“I have decided to keep a diary and draw a score for every poop I take for the rest of my life. When I die, I will leave all these diaries to your brother in my will and he will frantically search to the answer for what these scores represent and he will never know that they are actually my poop counters. Don’t tell your brother. This is top secret.”
I love that man.
That moment when you can’t decide if you’re a t-teamer or s-sider.
THIS IS MY LIFE
"are you sexually active"
*doctor laughs until the sun sets* “nerd”
my grades are actually rlly good for someone who has the urge to drop out of school every 25 min