I love these shows, but by God they have a lot of problems.
#ok sit down and explain me a thing #why the fuck did he have to say bert and ernie are gay #1) this has nothing to do with anything #2) cas won’t even get the reference #3) he could have said a lot of other funny things #SO WHY THE FUCK DID HE SAY BERT AND ERNIE ARE GAY #LIKE SERIOUSLY #WHY WOULD HE SAY THIS TO CAS #RIGHT BEFORE SAYING HE’S NOT GONNA DIE A VIRGIN #LIKE WHAT #THE #HELL #show you are asking for it #you really are #this damn show
here’s a dating tip
if your partner suffers social anxiety or is an introvert, do not force them to go out on a date or hang out with you. more than likely, being alone relaxes their anxiety and recharges their energy. so respect that. and don’t bug them about it or take it personally. you’ll make their anxiety worse or just end up making them feel guilty as shit.
this goes for friends too. don’t do that to your friends.Someone finally said it
Eeyore is just one of those characters that you wanna scoop up and hug forever.
One awesome thing about Eeyore is that even though he is basically clinically depressed, he still gets invited to participate in adventures and shenanigans with all of his friends. And they never expect him to pretend to feel happy, they just love him anyway, and they never leave him behind or ask him to change.
And he does feel happy, though. He can be happy. He just doesn’t show it as much as the others do.
There was a whole episode about that - Piglet sees him sitting on a hilltop and thinks he’s sadder than usual, and does all he can to cheer him up. Nothing works and the next day he’s back on the hill, and Piglet apologizes because he thinks in trying to help, he just made him sad again and ”I don’t come here when I’m sad. I come up here because I’m happy.”
There’s just something about that…
How much do I hate Columbus?
I have to say “Indian from India”.
I’ll leave you with that.
Instead of just looking up into the sky, you’re actually gazing down into the infinite cosmic abyss, with only gravity holding you onto the surface of the earth.
i was not prepared for that
life hack: get a tattoo. if the people at the job interview notice it and look concerned, laugh a little and explain “it’s just temporary.” months later if your boss asks why you lied and said it was a temporary tattoo, stare off into the distance and whisper with a tremulous voice the poor excuse for truth your subconscious has been fighting for its entire insignificant existence: “everything is temporary.”